happy & sad & broke

i retyped my resignation gazillion times before i finally submitted it.
reasons why?
1) many times too afraid to hand it in front of everyone
2) several times boss not around when i wanted to hand it in

friday i finally manage to.
i didn't felt a least bit of sadness in me that i'm leaving this place, all i felt was a sigh of relieve and enthu to work at my dad's. i smell freedom.
on top of that, my dad agree to an amount i wanted at first.
no more "why are u late?"
no more " please follow up with this shipment"
no more " please fill up the damn fountain with water"
no more tenders!
no more raising of voices at me!
no more no more n o m o r e.
7 aug will be my last day, a day worth celebrating on top of my birthday.

what leads after good news?
needless to say, bad news.

i am very very very pissed off.
woke up today doing my own stuff tidy up my things. gabla bleh bla.
main purpose is always waiting him to knock off have dinner tgt watch some dvds and end the day well.
i don't know who the hell is the daamn god father, who stole u away from me.
and the so call god father did not acknowledge u in front of ur parents did he?
so what makes him ur god father ? no ritual no prayers WHAT GOD FATHER.
so today onwards i should have god sis god brother god mother and attend their birthday parties
i don't want to be a pathetic child that discourage u to go or even forbid u to go.
because i won't let it happen to me as well, yes i'm selfish & cheap.
i'm a good considerate understanding gf now.
fuck i don't need this title.