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Friday, February 17, 2006
Friday, February 17, 2006
Working is the best way to kill time. See, before I know it, it's Friday again! And so the rumours are just rumours, results are not out today. If not, I won't be here already. I'll most probably be somewhere crying away.

Anyway, after working in an office for 2 months, I realised that this place is hazardous to one's health. The biggest threat of all goes to paper cuts. I wonder why the hell the office orders palates n palates of papers which are super-sharp at the sides. I could feel the paper cutting across the flesh on my fingers when I brushed the sides accidentally. On the average, I suffer from about 3 paper cuts(both major n minor ones) per week.

Prolonged exposure to air-conditioning has resulted in the skin of my hands to become rather dry. And it doesn't help that the air-con is super cold at times, so much so that many people are sneezing away. With generous colleagues passing their tidbits around, it's doesn't take much effort to grow fat during my stay here. Now I know why more than half of the females in my office are eh, prosperous looking. For once in my life, I dun feel that BIG.

Work is just so different from sch. It's either u do or die. It's all about money and PR skills. No OCPs, no MC, no ponning, no 2 hrs break. Haha, sch still rocks. I dun even mind going for lectures now. At least in sch, everyday is a new experience. Though I've learned a lot from working over the past 2 months, I still feel that everyday is the same to me.

My daily routine: Wake up at 6, chase after the company shuttle at 7, reach office at 7.30, starts to be busy (if not, pretends to be busy during off-peak periods), steal glances at the computer clock, starts to get excited at 10 plus or 11 plus cos it is going to be 12 soon, go for lunch, come back and continue with work, steal glances at the computer clock, starts to get excited at 3 or 4 plus cos it is going to be 5 soon, pack up at 5 and chase after company transport at 5.30. Haha, how exciting. =)

I think my body has already programmed itself to be accustomed to such a lifestyle, such that I dun really mind going to work at all I guess.

It's the weekend again. Off to enjoy myself! =)