Mixture of trepidation and hope fills my weary and pinched face right now. The onset of novice working environment will embark on later 6pm. For some moment, when i scaled the giraffe-long escalator to my work place, feeling of drudgery imbued my soul. But then, it dissipated swiftly with the colourful and energetic vibe exuding from funky, pleasant and loving colleagues, which unexpectedly added more weight to my heart, especially yesterday.
Detest myself to the peak right now for consenting to being eaten up lavishly by emotions, subsiding ebullience and sanguinity. It's not the end of the world, quote i kept repeating. I'll be back to Pavi on weekend, so i can still see my lovely bunch of friends ryte? Everything happens for reasons. Perhaps my departure to Bukit Bintang outlet will give more joys than ever besides allowing me to abandon Lito rather than me having to say goodbye. In addition, my working hours seems to be dwindling much more probably because there are too many part timers in Pavi or it's another strategy by the AM to transfer me.
Yesterday Lito was not the usual Lito at all. Something was not right with his expression. Most probably he was as sad as i am? Or maybe he couldnt care more as he has already accustomed to the come-and-go of part timers?
Cheer up me.
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