am addicted to elaine's radio blog haha. esp the rhythm bandits~ and have i not mentioned that taureans are such artists. (and perfectionists). whatever it is, proud to be one heh.

work was fuck. oh my hard-earned money! it's all sweat and blood wokays. highly stressful/ depressing environment with everyone being mad-ass busy busy busy - rushing about with armloads of documents and answering throngs of phone calls and shouting frantically at one another. mans can't stand working in an office - what with all the office gossips and politics, claustrophobic cubicle, working under a boss and being ordered around, no cute guys (even if there were, they're snobbish stuck up ang mohs who peer down at you over the tip of their noses) blah blah blah.

and it so doesnt help when ur commando-like boss keeps nagging at you (while eating away non stop excuse me esp when your tummy is growling/ roaring away) while at the same time piling up MOUNTAINS of paperwork all AROUND you so that you literally cant breathe cos you feel too suffocated.

and hey never knew i could get so psyched up over paperwork and catergorising and matching and typing data. omg was majorly multi-tasking and she (the munching machine) was pushing and prodding me on. felt as if i was held at knife point. yes it was that stressful.

but hey well, some colleagues did try to be nice and patient with me. and there's free food and drinks in the pantry and brenda was nearby so it was fine i guess. yes i can endure another day! (urgh but i missed rugby training !#@&^%$*@)!*^#%)