Dear Tomorrow and the rest of my unemployed existence,
You can suck it.
Because this girl is in no hurry to get into a love-hate relationship with a job that is yet to be made available for her.
Until then, you can continue screwing my life. That is, if you can still handle how much I screw you back.
I am fighting, and still fighting until you give up on me and decide to be kind to me.
Love,
Chai
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I woke up today and realized that pressuring myself isn't doing anything to help me out except launch this impossible psychological warfare each and every time I do. But slacking off doesn't do me any good either. So for now, I am taking it easy but not necessarily by being the push over that I am. I do believe that paychecks aren't my thing just yet. For as long as mommy and daddy finances me out of their own free will and selfless generosity, I still think I can suffice for at least the next few months.
But please Lord, if you really are merciful, you'd give me a chance.:D I love you!!!:)
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