Been so long since I posted up a photo here. And some more, it's something I least expected it to be. Mocha. If you know me well enough, you would probably know I absolutely dislike coffee. I'm more of a tea person. Yes shocking huh? I think I'm in this small percentage of teenager or even human that hates the taste of it. I just really don't like the taste of it, and it never appeals to me anyway. So back to the question, why is that a photo of a cup of mocha in my blog if I hate coffee so much? It's made by one of my colleagues.

As you guys can see, I have been having a hard time lately. Not myself, different from what is expected of me. I'm just completely change these few days. I smile a lot to my colleagues (hint: retarded smile), and the chefs as well. But I just couldn't get the ends of my mouth to face my eyes. It's been horrible, awful to be honest. People that work with me start to ask what's wrong, are you okay, are you just sleepy (I had morning shift then), don't be angry. It's really sweet that they are concern about me. I can't say anything, I mean, my face is too easy to read. If I want to show, everyone would know.

One of the chefs even came by my side and told me not to get angry (cause he said something about earlier and thought I was angry at him). Some ask why do I look so sad, I just dismiss it and say it's nothing. And this colleague of mine, actually makes it all better. He said the usuals, like how I'm still young, it should take less than a week to recover and stuff, but what impacted me was what he said about me. Apparently the full timers working all thought I'm not bad (不错). He cheered me up a lot by saying this. I'm quite a compliment-based-happiness kind of person, if that makes any sense at all. I love to know stuff about me, and having compliments. I mean, who doesn't?

Even though there are quite an amount of downs in interning here, when things get heated, it's fierce. But you know what, I enjoy it here. The pros overrule the cons. colleagues here are so incredibly nice. Although sometimes I still wish I'm working in a kitchen, but working for service isn't that bad after all. Considering the chefs and colleagues quite dote me I guess?

And my manager call me Totoro. If you guys don't know who's that, look below.