It is the first time in the last few months that I could sit down quietly write something for myself. Just now, I was madly searching for jobs that I could possibly apply to. This may sound pathetic but there is not one single job I may find promotely happy with. Born to be picky about my own life, my hairstyle, my look, my way of dressing, how it looks in my room and how everything looks in front of me. Maybe i should start to learn design, no matter interior design or fashion design. Jobs that require a lot of physical strength do not suit me at all but jobs require little brain work would bore me into hell.
Nowadays, I have just started learning guitar but I have not been a good student lately. I have got an Apple computer to develop some teaching materials.
Every time when I go to the job search website, I feel dizzied by millions of job ads appeared in front of me.
