BKK this Sunday

I'm going to Bangkok this Sunday.
I'm going there for a job interview...my first step to a better life.
I'm going there hoping to see P.K.
I'm going there fighting for my brighter days.
I'm going to Bangkok on Sunday.

I don't know if I would get the job...I mean there is a great chance that they will find me too ordinary, too fat, too talkative...too Amy.
And Amy is a loser. Not many people want to work with a loser, you know!

Anyway, do I really want this job?
You know so well what the answer is.
I'm waiting for the Airlines job.
Yep, I'm still waiting stupidly for any of those airlines to call... to pick me.
But of course, I know that I might never get that damn job at all.
That's why I started to look for other jobs.
Cause I can't wait and hope and dream that things will work themself out without any afford.
That's too hopeless...even for me.

Well, if this job is the job I have to do, I'll do it.
There are at least 4 lives depend on me right now.
I'm not gonna fail them.
I can't fail them...
Failure is not an option.

So what now?
Well, I'll never stop hoping to live happily somewhere outside Thailand.
That's what I'm gonna do.
Cause living happily in America, Europe or Australia is my ultimate dream.
So yes I'm gonna keep fighting for that.
Be happy or die trying, right?

Amy =)

P.S. My ulcers are back!! What a great life??!!??