Having to endure 1 day at work sure isnt easy. Much less a week.

The job's not all that bad. Out of the 9 hours at work, i spend more than half of the time surfing the net, reading mags/books, blogging and even watching Youtube Vids! My work-mates even volunteer to drive out for lunch and we can spend like 2 hours chilling out/gossiping/bitching and every other thing you can think of.

But after working here for 7 days, i've come to realise that im not cut out for office work after all. I need a job that gives me the opportunity to meet and mingle with different people everyday, Better still, a job that allows me move/walk/run around. haha (That's y i've applied for a part time job position at Candy Empire! I went all hysterical when i discovered that they were hiring) I dont need a job that forces me to be couped up in a room all day long. I feel trapped with 4 walls surrounding me. It makes me feel nausea at times. Perhaps im claustrophobic - a fear of confined places.

To make things short, my last day of work is gonna be on the 20th, 1 day before i fly off to Hong Kong! =) Yes, 2 words, i'm QUITTING.


We toyed with the office's cam today! haha. She was complaining of a pimple outbreak and bad hairday and so, lucky she got to be the photographer while the poor blogger has to conjure up poses, all ALONE! BOO~







And FYI, i was flipping through my supervisor's Seventeen mag when i chanced upon THIS page! Its a page featuring NUSSU's Union Ball and lotsa familiar faces including me myself and i! muahahahaha