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i must be getting old.
before my time.
i'm not even 21!! rahhh.

mirando's not even over,
and im feeling the strain from all the standing already.
where's the jo who stood for 10hours on end, EVERYDAY?
but i think i was tired then, too.
maybe it was the company that made it better.
my backaches have not been helping either.

yesterday was my first short shift for mirando,
and how glad i was.
time literally flew by,
with eu n xy coming by,
playing 'merry-go-round' in front of me n the public,
running n jumping about like little happy children,
watching abit of the tapdance together,
and running off for free sushi.
and of cos trey and fren stopping by,
chatting my time away!
i was surprised to see the 430pm shift pple come by!

ive been tired out alot too..
with the morbid dreams ive been getting.
just dreamt of this stranger dying.
not really a stranger.
she was supposedly a st nicks junior.
but even in the dream she didnt look familiar
and i even stared at her heavily made-up face in the coffin
to try and recognise her.
and the tonnes of photographs during the wake.
and in the dream..
i could feel myself dying too.
and i wonder if the time i die,
will be the time i really know what people are thinking.
i can be oversensitive,
and super insensitive, at the same time.
and somehow,
i think i suck at understanding people.
i don't know what they really think
unless they tell me,
which i guess they seldom do.
except probably for my gofs
who sit down with me sometimes to just talk.
it seems like no other friends are ever gonna do that with me.
im just drained.
not upset or anything.
just...clueless.
to how u feel.