i've been over eating recently, i think winter is really coming. cold weather makes me eat so much! and it's really freezing in the room i'm contemplating whether to on the heater though it's only supposed to be 15 degrees outside. got my winter socks on, long pants, jacket. full winter at-home wear. wonder how i survived colder times in this gear.
though the job was only for six days, spread over two weeks, it seemed forever. and actually, forever in a good way. pay sucks, yes and precisely why i quit but i'm beginning to miss it. those six days were good, though it was stressful and i cried at work (omg so embarrassing), it was still really good. liked being around the cafe people, liked having something to do, learn new things, meet weird people. now i'm at home, lazing around, it feels so unproductive.
six days, who would have thought it meant so much. oh wells, 好马不吃回头草 i will not go back.