to clean or not to clean...
life as a cleaner....
in my entire life never would have i imagined i would be doing jobs like this, just goes to show, you never can tell where you'll end up someday. being a spoiled brat all my life, kinda makes this even harder to swallow but...as all things that don't kill me, only makes me stronger, not today but one day...i guess.
remember yesterday when i was saying this isn't rock bottom yet, today i hit something alright, dunno if it was rock bottom but it was kinda hard, solid hard. today i had to scrub toilets. imagine all the time my mom or my brother or someone else scrubing my toilet at home, cause i've never done it. and today i had to scrub all the toilets there. remember the phrase 'pay it forward'....i guess this is it, isn't it? then i had to empty the waste bins again. i tell you british people love their coffee. every bin has atleast a minimum of 4cups of coffee and thats just minimum. the other day i read that america and britain produce the most amount of waste in a day, i'm seeing it first hand. my other job today was not so bad, i had to wipe desks. so all in all, another hard days work....
who am i kidding, everybody out there knows i'm crying here..."why god, why? what have i done so bad to wrong you? why am i on decending from your good graces?" then again, we can't blame everything on Him, can we? i guess i doing this kinda woke me up, from a sleep that lasted 24years. everybody has their ups and downs...i enjoyed my childhood, my school life was the utmost excellent time ever, my 20's, well it's only been 4 years, and i'm thanking god, i haven't died, killed myself, plunged from sanity and the list goes on. you know it all started on my birthday 4years ago, i turned 20, and got robbed on my birthday, was stripped naked behind menara maybank (puduraya), lost everything i had (including myself). and that folks is where it all began, the downhill slide to hell.
faith of the heart is one thing, my mother has instilled in me. she always said, everything will come together, one day. and that one day will come...till then, i know i'm tempting god when i say this but....bring it on!!!
later...
in my entire life never would have i imagined i would be doing jobs like this, just goes to show, you never can tell where you'll end up someday. being a spoiled brat all my life, kinda makes this even harder to swallow but...as all things that don't kill me, only makes me stronger, not today but one day...i guess.
remember yesterday when i was saying this isn't rock bottom yet, today i hit something alright, dunno if it was rock bottom but it was kinda hard, solid hard. today i had to scrub toilets. imagine all the time my mom or my brother or someone else scrubing my toilet at home, cause i've never done it. and today i had to scrub all the toilets there. remember the phrase 'pay it forward'....i guess this is it, isn't it? then i had to empty the waste bins again. i tell you british people love their coffee. every bin has atleast a minimum of 4cups of coffee and thats just minimum. the other day i read that america and britain produce the most amount of waste in a day, i'm seeing it first hand. my other job today was not so bad, i had to wipe desks. so all in all, another hard days work....
who am i kidding, everybody out there knows i'm crying here..."why god, why? what have i done so bad to wrong you? why am i on decending from your good graces?" then again, we can't blame everything on Him, can we? i guess i doing this kinda woke me up, from a sleep that lasted 24years. everybody has their ups and downs...i enjoyed my childhood, my school life was the utmost excellent time ever, my 20's, well it's only been 4 years, and i'm thanking god, i haven't died, killed myself, plunged from sanity and the list goes on. you know it all started on my birthday 4years ago, i turned 20, and got robbed on my birthday, was stripped naked behind menara maybank (puduraya), lost everything i had (including myself). and that folks is where it all began, the downhill slide to hell.
faith of the heart is one thing, my mother has instilled in me. she always said, everything will come together, one day. and that one day will come...till then, i know i'm tempting god when i say this but....bring it on!!!
later...
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