Been slacking at home for exactly one month.
This month is not easy for me, holidays is not as good as you imagined.
Last summer i was working in a pharmacy, expecting nothing in return, not even money.
Fortunately, you often gain more when you expect less. Words cannot express how grateful i am to be able to work there.
This year summer, i was expecting myself to work in pharmacy again, but ended up staying at home.
I should have started my work, if only if I don't have scoliosis.
Because of this hereditary disease, I need to go for treatment at least twice a week and this makes me unable to go for work.
The treatment now comes to an end but it is too late for a part time worker like me to search a job.
I admit I am choosy when searching for jobs. I don't want to work in field that is not related to my field of study, like fashion etc.
I am 20. I am a big girl. I know money doesn't come in an easy way. If you want to spend money you gotta get it yourself.
Just when i was about to accept the fate that staying at home to do self-study is my only option, here comes the haze.
I was so furious and couldn't understand why there are people like to do things that will harm themselves and others. I can never understand.
Apparently I am not the only victim of this haze. But you know what? this haze is like the second fate that I need to accept beside the jobless life. I never feel so helpless before.
Masks are out of stock. Everyone is living with fear. When can this haze end?
It makes me sick and yet there is nothing i can do to stop the haze.
We're like every single alphabet inside a book; every chapter represents different countries; and the book is our universe. Do you see how tiny and how helpless we are? being trapped inside a sentence or line that we can never escape.
Never take things for granted. I now know that the fresh air you breath in every minute is a gift from God. Cherish it with all your soul. Light the candle instead of cursing the darkness.
So here comes the third strike : the second accident in my life.
It happened when I was assisting my sis to drive ( fyi, she is first time learner) It happened in just a blink of an eye and i couldn't do anything to stop the accident to happen.
After all, I was the one to be blamed because of my ignorance and inexperience. I can't help but think of the first accident that i thought i've already let go. Emotional trauma is hard to be cured. It takes time and I think I need more time.
I am not a weak person, emotionally and mentally. But having went through all these, I was nearly at the edge of breaking down. It is the prayers and positive thoughts that keeps me moving.
I believe this is not the end of the road. These are the challenges i must endure in order to see the rainbow.
Pray hard, live now, hope for tomorrow.