Dear Internship diary,
I write to you in tears of joy!! The Internship program has made me grow up. Oh my book of comfort! I can now see where the money comes from. I now know why people become stingy with their heavy pockets. That’s because they work hard to get what they have. After I retire from internship and become a woman, I shall know what to do with my car, and one of them it will become is surely be a moving bed.
The Sleep! Diary, it’s too sweet. Especially after lunch after eating all that heavy food and drinking all that water, my tummy can’t take much more….
Darling Diary,
After Lunch Internship reminds me of; The Posho and Beans feast in Primary School. The feeling, the laziness, the heaviness…. I’m afraid I even dose off unknowingly. I’m not sure of the saliva dropping though. I’m not sure if I’ve let out any foul air. The worst thing is I can’t be caught sleeping at work.
Oh darling diary…. What shall I do?
