Just Dance.

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don't think just dance,

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

It's not easy to remain positive when so many things are not going my way.

And so I've been posted to Pulley Ascent, some MNC which handles event management in a nutshell. The upside? Casual wear, lots of interns and a friendly enviornment. The downside? It's located at Buona Vista, which is like a 100 miles away from my home and I'm the only one from NYP. My job scope is telemarketing and data entry. Allowance is 550 per month.

Despite of all the rubbish that has been dumped on me, I know I have people to depend on.

An excerpt from the movie "click".

"Will you still love me in the morning?"

"Forever and ever, babe."

Do you believe in fairytales? I know I do.

Passion Groove Life.