Dear Diary,
I woke up with a headache for thinking so much of the interview I'm scheduled to attend today. This is the third job that I applied a week ago where I had accepted the first job offer I got earlier this week. The interview today involves a kitchen equipment again which has always been my dream working with eversince. As I travel along the road inside the bus that will take me five hundred meters away from the restaurant I am supposed to go, I am still thinking up to this moment on whether I will proceed or not. Maybe yes, maybe not, and while I am entering the elegant, Italian restaurant that had called me, I think I had made up my mind on what I need to do. Tomorrow, I'll be starting with the new job I had accepted earlier this week, it's the safest way to start the day at SAFEWAY. See you tomorrow. Night night diary.
It's me.