I already have a few people hinting that if i want to work, i can just apply to them for jobs.
I’m flattered.
Tempted.
And terrified.
Why terrified?
Cos these people are my friends.
All these what ifs come into mind.
Despite all my confidence that i’ll be fine la di da, i can’t help worrying what if whatever i do doesn’t come up to their expectations.
And i disappoint them.
And embarrass myself.
sigh.
I don’t want to work yet!
I still want to study…
I don’t want to grow up! Noooooo…….
You know what, scratch that!
i just want to be seven again.
sob.
