1st day on the job

I think my first day at Pizza Hut rocked, thanks to the appearance of a few expected customers. You guys rock man, and thanks for the leftovers.. finally I get to realize my desire to eat scraps off the plates.. Serving food and being surrounded by food while feeling famished is not exactly my idea of fun, but the people seem friendly enough and once in awhile I have the chance to receive some uninvited, but nonetheless welcome guests :) Novena Pizza HUt > Harbourfront Subway. 100%.

I just came to the revelation that I've spent too much time and energy wondering whether a friendship will even exist one year down the road to even enjoy the conversations we have now... It can be compared to how people try too hard to survive, and end up forgetting to live, enjoy life. I hope this feeling doesn't last forever. I think I do this too often.

I'm wondering.. Should I try to rectify the problem which lies in the fact that I have no great ambitions, interests in profitable lines of work, or even very stylish interests which attract the opposite gender? Good looks won't last me forever.. Jk Jk ya. Seriously though, I'm going to try to acquire more foresight when it comes to the bank books... $4 an hour seems to be the barely OK wage. Minus transport of about $5 a day... Maybe I should get a concession...

Shit. I forgot to sleep. Work is tomorrow.