well as if the world of the worker bee, isn't confusing enough, i've entered the owrld of the single working woman box. Apparently i should be sophisticated, smooth answering, as opposed to the shy, awkward wallflower from high school. But i think she's still stuck in there somewhere and i can't get her to join in the fun. My brain jumps to assumptions, makes conclusions and way before it can start..it's already ended. And flirting? Ha ! The words are in my head, but are never able to leave my lips....where possibilities lie. I'm afraid i'll be doomed, sitting in a corner, hoping for a prince charming to ask me to dance.

Newcomer

As a newcomer to the working world, i must say it all came as quite a shock. I was one who
always had a "semi-five- year plan", i had an idea of what direction i wanted to go. Security's a big thing, after all. But as well-known as most work attributes were, my university self was just not ready for it. Statements on the contract such as '15 days leave' and 'overtime', led me dreading th demise of my youthful, exuberant spirit. The corporate working world, was soon to put an end to it. All the dreams of around-the-world cruises (whilst young) were fading, and sadly still are...
So in an effort to cope, and not allow the stress to implode what little of my sanity i have left,
I will write, vent and release the constant and valid thoughts with no place to call home.
I will share....and somehow i'll deal...i keep telling myself there so many people out there ( I hope you're reading, and have advice) experiencing the same thing, but somehow it doesn't make things better. Therefore it's aptly titled :
" Just to get it off my chest..."