wat can i say abt tis place? an area where i had stayed the most for my working experience..its 2 yrs at there....wat can b described in these 2 yrs? hard work? experience? pain? happiness? sadness? the feeling is different when i first joined minitoons n now. Last time, its relaxing n fun n entertainin....now....its pressurizing..its beyond description n its sadness when i go work at times... the sense of belonging to the outlet is not there...everyone seem to b treating me so differently. I maybe onli wif them for a short while but y is everyone or most of them making use of me? I am not a puppet. Not a puppet for pple to use, not a puppet for pple to play abt wif.

each day goin to minitoons i had to pretend. pretend to b happi, pretend to be cheerful, pretend tat nothing had happened before. but is the others doing the same? the people r so calculative n so terrible. been faking their appearance at everyday. in appearance they appear so kind-hearted, yet behind you they held a dagger in their hands n tryin their veri best to stab you. Is it what you would like to see in a current work situation?

i am working, partly is bcos of money to pay my skool fees, but the main reason of me stayin at minitoons is the sense of belonging. I grew up at minitoons n i learnt most of the skills at minitoons. fro management to human n communication. It's really an area where i used to feel i had another family who care for me. but now i feel so lost. cuming to work makes me feel like a lost bird. A lost bird who cant find her family, a lost bird who had stepped into the wrong home which is full of bloodshed, anger and no communication.

every nite when i go home, i had been tinkin alot. thinkin wat i had done in the day time when i work, thinkin hw r u pple treating me n tinkin y things had becum in such a way. times n times again i am hurt, deeply hurt. Never want to write anything in the comm. book, not becos i had nothing to write. There r alot of feelings for me to write...alot.....u all, most of u r older than me. I believe u pple r old enough to tink, old enough to kknow hw to behave or old enough know wat is right n wat is wrong. but times n times again, u all had disappointed me. haix.....i cant withstand myself anymore. i am breaking down.....a spoilt machine soon. ... sometimes i hope i can go back to my old mama...serene...some things she might nt know...but at least she is there for me when i need...she know wat i want, she knows my feelings n she understand me. i had seen other outlets. they had never changed much, but our outlet is like...haix...u pple know..................