Saturday, June 18, 2011

where do i go?

today's my third shift at mcdonald's.

and it was pretty horrible cos they put me in the cashier and i'm still not the expert at the menu, and so i was kinda lame when i was serving.

it was pretty bad that some people were kinda pissed for waiting so long, and i keep on asking "where's this" and "where's that" and calling the manager to help me with those who speaks like reaaalllyyyy low that i could barely hear.

i still don't know if they'll ever put me again in the cash register, even though i don't really like it, but i like the feeling, it makes me feel somehow important and moreover, being in the cashier register was already considered kinda good for a job you know. and so, yeaaaa . .

i was at some point a little down when i got those customers who was kinda pissed at me, inside i was scared and i feel like crying. but man, i'm too big to cry, and i really should be too tough to break down.

so after the shift, i just felt so tired and i actually go to bed a little early (about around 9pm) and i just woke up now.

i was that tired that i snored, and you should know that i kinda lost track of time when i woke up, cos i really thought it was sunday already, but then i look outside the window and it was still dark and it's still saturday.

and i woke up feeling like a douche bag.

where to go with all this bad feelings that's trashing inside my heart? i know talking to my friends would be pretty relieving, but then those feelings would just come back around and if i don't get rid of it, it'd kill me slowly, spiritually.

so the only one i could talk to was my Dad. i always know He has a plan, even though i don't have the exact picture of what's in it, but it's a plan to prosper me, and i know, He loves me more than anything else.

when i talked to Him, He just lifted all my burdens, He comforted me, and i could feel His love so strong to me.

and so, today might not be the best day what so ever, but my Dad was here, my Dad loves me and i could always go to Him when something bad happens. and so could you !

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