i'm leaving tomorrow. by the time i reach sydney, my sister would board her flight towards godknowswhere. i won't see her for a year. we said our goodbye across the bedroom door. we really are not the hugging people type. sometimes i wish we were.

so.

as the gentleman in the ss office told me in a disbelieving tone, "you have different jobs every year. everyyy year." on which i sweetly replied, "it's few months actually. everyyy few months."

i am eternally looking for the greener pasture. yes, like a freaking cow.

no, that's a lie.

if your attention span is as short as mine, and when you think you've learned and squeezed whatever you can gain from a job, it's time to say bye-bye. with broken hearts and broken dreams.

so yes. i am looking for a job. and i found one. and i got it.

except that i'm really not so into it, which i am aware is an understatement. see, this is why people attend interviews. so you'll know more about what you are getting into.

the thing is, i do need a job because bills don't pay themselves as what my mom constantly told me (sometimes yelled) when i was too young to care.

so. i need a job. and maybe i just have to stomach this in and take it. the pay is really not bad. then again, maybe the pay is not bad because the job is. eitherway, i better stop blogging like it's my job and get a real one instead.