Work.. Job.. Me..

Monday i'll be starting my work..

My 1st official job after finished my studies..

Happy??.. Excited??.. i have none

Michelle asked me something today which make me also wonder myself

"how come you doesn't look like ppl who anxious for work??"

I questioned myself the same too

The answer??.. i have non to it

Only forcing myself to like it,

Forcing myself to go for this job..

In fact, i din even expect to go there and work..

Dad wants me to get higher position with higher salary,

Yes, and with what qualification??

Only a degree cert enough for me to get in without any experience??

Even if i want to, company that din give me chance, how can i possibly work..

Telling me to make my own decision,

and when i did, words *harsh words* come strike attacking me..

Attacked so hard, i dun even know who i am anymore

Only tears accompany me

Thank u tears =)

At times, i feel myself very stubborn

Stubborn to the level that i cannot accept the fact

But why gv me hope, and slap me with reality??

Is this how it ought to be??

Where we will never get what we want for but got what we less hope for

Reflection reflect upon me,.. I'm stubborn