Thursday, January 29, 2009

my day...most of d day....

wake up....try to sleep some more...wake up again...push it some more...then wake up agin n cant push it anymore..time=0838...arghhhhhh...its too early...why cant i sleep some more.....lie there,kelip kelip bijik mata...argh....diz gonna b a looooong day....then look for phones....who knows,maybe today is d lucky day where some crewing guy from some diving company gonna call and give me a job..who knows.....keep d phone close by and try to sleep some more...argh....cant sleep....ok..wake up....turn d other way on d bed...grab d laptop....switch it on....try to connect,but fail....f**k....what is diz....keep trying...click here n there....try to 'fix' it...somehow it works..not d fix thing but d connecttion thing...click on internet explorer...hotmail...inbox...a lil nervous...please..please..please be sumthing there...sumthing..anything at all....bang....3 new email....owh..dats good.....click....delivery failure...what..delivery failure...arghhh.....new comment from some "friend" from friendster....argh....diz is not sumthing...diz in not anything...diz is nothing....argh....third one...please....please....its been a month already.....cant be like diz....cant be diz quiet...diz is not good...d 3rd one now.... last hope for now....let it be positive...its....jeng jeng jeng...its some rubbish from hotmail......argh..another day of no work....but its stil early...its early in d morning...so its ok....maybe a lil later into d day some encik from some faraway company will call me asking me if i can dive 50metre on air doing some dangerous task dat nobody want...haha..bring it on....lemme show u what im capable of...then ull know what i am made of...for d first break ...d first job,juz throw anything at me..anything at all....50metre...60metre...hell..put me into ur 'sat' system if u want...ok..enuf of dat for now...clicl click click...subseawork.com...click..click..job posting..click..click...air diver...usa...air diver..usa..air diver...usa..air diver...usa...what is diz..thereS no diving job in asia anymore posted here or what...since when did sebseawork serve exclusively for US of A....click..click..click...click...c-diver.com.....job listing....cswip3.2..click click..welder...click click...DMT....click..click...supervisor..click..click...sat diver...argh....diz is unbelievable..since i got my ticket,all air diving jobs seem to mysteriously dissapear....too bad i cant jump straight into sat diving..otherwise ill pawn myself for d money to pay for d ticket...click..click..click...cytherea.......haha....argh..hungry.....go n buy apom from mamak behind d house...and milo ais dat taste nothing like milo..its sumthing else...diz mamak shortchanging me...diz is sumthing else..sure its cocoa-ish...but its not milo.....stuff d apom down my mouth n wash it with notmilo ais..ahh...ok...now can continue job-hunting...click..click..click...YM...click..click...SKYPE..click..click..jobstreets.....click..click..click...no match for d keywords.....argh....click...click..click...hotmail again...nothing new in inbox....damn....sleepy.....nap....awake again....argh...bored...i gotta find sumtnih to do...argh...i gotta go and look for some part time job....argh....maybe balik kampung...ok..balik kampung...n get bored there till cant stand it anymore and come back here......hungry...time for lunch....tapau nasi with mutton curry and iced teh o....not from mamak behind d house..go a lil distance for lunch....click..click..click.....now dat im full,maybe if i push it i can catch some more sleep....what a long day today.....its only half past for now.....try and try and try......and trzzzzz..zzzz...zzz....cold...zzz...cold...grab a blanket...zzz....vrom...vrom....a friend juz got back from work....lucky him...got a job.....whats d time now...its raining outside...its almost 6....its raining...i dun care...come rain or shine...or a hailstorm...juz gimme a job......but its ok..now d day almost over....empty talk with juz-got-back-from-work fren...how his boss ask him to do diz n dat...how his bos ask him do things out of his work-scope..how his boz being a bossy boss....how he got a job.....how he got a boss dat give him WORK......while me here,got no one to order me around....to boss me around....now im tired of describing how i pass my day i cant even finish diz piece...so its end here

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