I hate you. I fucking hate you. You made my life a living hell. You will fucking pay for this. I don't regret my decision one bit. Once I'm done, I will never look back and wished that I haven't quit. Even if it kills me to get another job, I will.
I miss lot 1... hell I do. I miss the working environment. And the professional ethics of Ayuni/Amzah the store managers. At lot 1, I know that getting scolded won't be done in the open. It won't be made for show to customers and the part-timers. At lot 1, I know that if I took MC, no one would stand outside my house to check up on me. Lot 1 knows about RDP and how much they mean to me. Lot 1 knows that I don't get to see afiq often. At lot 1, afiq can come and surprise visit me while i'm doing cashier.
Oh.. the loverboy. Just the thought of him can make my heart race a million times faster.
He's perfect. Afiq... he's perfect just the way he is. I love him. My pillar of strength. It doesn't matter if we don't go out typically like other couples. It's ok. I'll wait patiently till the day that you don't have to be inside that godforsaken camp. Thank you for accepting me as the imperfect person that I am. I love you baby munchkin.
in writing. || 11:42 AM