I woke up and I realize I need to answer a difficult question...How should I spend my 24-hour life again?.
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Every night, I pray to the Almighty being if He can extend my life again for 24 hours. I don"t know when did I start doing that but I think it"s quite effective since I"m still here breathing.As for the purpose well, I don"t like to die yet.
Life is hard, I know that.
Life is a gift, I know that well.
but...
Why is it like this ?
I am a fighter, well I convinced myself that I am one.
I get out of my bed, take a shower and then eat my breakfast.
I wanted to cry but I know that I don"t have the time to do that.
I ride the usual bus, get to work, sit on my table, check the papers as usual there"s a lot of mistakes.
It"s like ...
Can someone tell them that if they hand over a work it must be a "complete work" not a half-hearted one just for the sake of pa.s.sing it on deadline.
I breathe in and breathe out.
Well I have a motto;
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If an issue will not bother me for 5 years, I will not waste my precious 5-seconds to stress out myself about it.
I"ve called the one who"s responsible for it and ask her to redo the work. If she can"t submit a satisfactory work, well my company has a lot of doors and she has feet. She can walk out of my company on her own.
I cannot afford to welcome mistakes...
I cannot afford to show I"m weak...
If they"ve seen my vulnerable side
I know
They will shatter me...