The rotting begins. Most of the time, I am like a fungus who had sprouted and rooted verdantly on one spot. Eyes focus on the modern day idiot box.
There are some coaxing some 400 kilometres from here to at least find a job. Not that I don't, its just hard work to find work, you know?
It is so routine, the wake-up session (now it is a session, as it took a whole loads of time), the coffee/milo brewing....and then the all-new meditation with my beloved lappie. Occasional walking for food hunting and toilet. And that's that. Hack, I even lost count of the days passed my by.,.
Until that weekend. A wholly awesome weekend that was. The BBQ, the beer conferance, the mindf*ck session, the laughter, the craziness and most importantly the gathering. Not forgetting too....the otak-otak. Heh.
Once the KMG. Forever the KMG.
And then I received a call for a job. Yay. Finally. The pressure cools off abit. At the same day, I picked up two more job offers from the same company. Just different tasks. Seems desperate. Looked that way, yes?. These are indeed desperate times.
Tomorrow, I am Penang bound for 4 days. And the week after will be another busy week.
As for now, SinEu out.
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