Let's talk about;; PERFECTION (and how it should works)

Perfection. It makes everything so boring. But right now;; I am striving for perfection. I'm at the booth (when I'm actually writing this down;; anyway. I think it was like;; 10 am??). Ooh;; my handwriting really sucks. I guess it's due to me not writing anymore. I mean;; what is there to write about?? Since I had (in the past) stayed home so much (and there happened to have a computer which I can use whenever I want for how long I desired);; I've taken to typing. My typing rate is quite okay;;but since I started working;; my typing rate had decreased.

Should I also add in;; DRAMATICALLY. Yeah. I'm also being dramatic.



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Yeah;; sux. And I've only been working for three days (including yesterday). I guess some things just didn't want to stay;; eh??


Ahaa ;P


I love imperfections. If perfection is boring;; that that's just mean that imperfections are so very interesting. I'm not being sarcastic;; but merely being truthful.


;)


My job for the past three days was to sell as many bags as possible everyday. Haahaa. That's improving to be unsurprisingly HARD! My mom rented a space in Carrefour (Wangsa Maju) and roped in my aunt whom have worked at Masjid India before (also by selling bags. You could say that it kinda like runs in the family??? My two uncles also work at that place;; selling bags. Haahaa. It' kinda like coincidence right??) to work at the space;; of course receiving salary (daily).


So this is how I came into the picture::

Since my school days are over;; I'm asked to help my aunt maintain the booth. And;; I think my parents have ulterior motives (that they aren't ashamed of admitting when I asked);; that is to get my feet wet in the business world. You could say that I was getting a lesson in life from my parents and my aunt. They want me to get used to selling things;; learn how to satisfy customers;; and think about how to give good service to the customers. Kind like. Also how to make customers COME to us.

Ceh.

It's not like I'm over with school;; actually.

^.^

It's just that;; PMR examination is OVER. for any mentally health and rasional Form 3 students whom live in Malaysia and took the exam;; it's like getting a vacation.

So;; basically speaking;; we don't have to go to school anymore cause there's no more exams waiting~. The PMR is like;; the BIGGEST examination ever (for the time being. In two years then SPM is the biggest examination). So;; when it's over;; it's done;; and after that;; we can do whatever we want for kinda like two months;; before school starts again next year.

Like I've tried to explain countless (well;; not really. I just don't want to bother myself with counting how many times it actually is) of times already;; we're free. That's all there is to it. there's no need for us to study anymore- like I said before;; for the time being;; that is.

So finally ended up being a full-time worker at this small booth (that demands ridiculously high rent price monthly).

People walked by;; stop to look and went away (to do whatever they're intending to do). That;; is totally not perfection. :(

Perfection is when swarms of people come to our shop (booth) and look around;; make their decisions an came to me. Yeah babe;; let's talk about money. Ahaa ;P

Now THAT;; is what I'd call;; PERFECTION.

What is exactly the definition of the words;; you say?? Hmm;; for me;; perfection would be;; getting what we ant;; how we want it;; that exact time we want it;; and then something that will cheer us even more thrown into the mix out of fate's kindness of heart.

Haahaa.

Philosophy. I can't think without using it!

;)