there he stands
shining blindingly hair styled naturally delicate features killed by harsh lighting soft skin becomes porcelain honest eyes masked behind coloured lenses face set into skilfully perfected expressions speech flowing with meticulously crafted words voice straining to sing like a silvereye bird
Can someone pull me away from Tumblr.
It's been another year again. But Tumblr is so effing addictive I don't even know if I can live without it now. Okay I was exaggerating. Of course I can. I think. I'm actually thinking of reviving this blog again. Oh well, eventually.
It's funny how much trust and hope you can still have for someone who has disappointed you over and over again.
I've been in this situation before.
I can handle it. It'll be over soon. I'll be okay.
Going for another interview later at 3. Gah, all the way at TPY too!
They said interview, but hopefully it's just to sign a form. I can't wait for dinner later at Zach's place, I think the steak will be good! This time it'll be a little lonely though because so many people won't be coming and sleeping over. :( Oh well. I'm hungry. D:
The future is scary, isn't it?
Thinking about it, I have absolutely no idea if my dream is gonna work out.. I have basically little or no confidence at all. Even now, my future looks kinda bleak. There are so many "what ifs". What if I fail? What if I don't have enough financial support? What if it's really tough and halfway through I want to quit? What if it isn't the job for me? I'm not strong-willed and many of my worries will probably happen, but I'm going to try my best anyway. It's my future and I'm the only one who can make it happen, right?
I was reading through my messages last night because I couldn't sleep.
Some of them made me smile.
Had a nightmare that I went back to work at Iworld. It was horrible!! -_-
Consider myself lucky that I didn't see their faces.
Pull and Bear interview on Wednesday. :D