Feb 15, 2011 00:15
I know I mention this a tad too many sometimes, but I don't care. I love my Nazreen. I really do. I feel all warm and fuzzy every time I hear from him.
I was in the train on my way home from a very tiring first day at work just now, and I just could not take my mind off Nazreen. I think it's only because I was told to be mentally prepared to be working long hours everyday for the next 2 weeks or so. I have mixed feelings about that really. Part of me really want to be just positive about it, just endure and sacrifice a little. But a little part of me just don't want to care. Oh well. Don't get me wrong, first day of work - though a little challenging - was still quite fun.
But if you have to ask me how I find my new work, I really have nothing to say. It's only my first day, way too early to judge anything.
work,
nazreen