i am thrown into the deep end to sink or swim. Its very stressful, with lotsa emails bombardment addressed to you, and having no idea of what to do. Doesn’t help that the previous person left alot of things undone, so by the time I got bombarded, it all became urgent matters

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so i have been clocking mad hrs. It was 10 pm yest, 11pm today. maybe midnight tmr? i hope not.

but i am loving it. there is alot to learn, and i really get to experienced the nature of transactions.

pray that my work performance is well-liked by my female boss. Staying late isn’t one of the factors of job performance, according to her standards.

It has been a week, and some observations have been made about my office. My dept works the hardest, and leaving at 8pm means half the dept is still hard at work. Leaving at 7pm means you are the earliest to leave. I know what time to reach work, to ensure that i am earlier than my boss. I know that I got a great view of a portion of the sea, and some parts of expressway. Food sucks. It’s quite a cold but nice culture, in the sense that everybody just talks about work. I have got alot to learn. I get flooded by 100++ dept emails a day.

That pretty up sums up my week. I have been putting in extra hours, and reading up as much as possible. I leave my house at 7am, and reach home at 9+. I blame it on the long travelling time of a minimal 3 hours on the road. Sigh. There are some offices near my house, and I used to envision that I will work in those offices, so that I can be home within 15 minutes of walking. Hard luck. Turns out that my first job requires me to work late and travel long distances.

The only sunshine at the end of the rainbow would be the 5 kg weight loss for my graduation dinner. This target should be pretty easy to hit, since I seldom eat dinner except for some milk and Uncle Toby’s bar. By the time i reach home at 9+, I am fatigued and dinner is definitely not on my priority. Hence I usually eat some breakfast bar on the bus for dinner (the very irony). So far so good, I think i lost 1-2 kgs within the first week of work -_-

I feel like I have no life now, besides work. And i really missed school. But at least I am still meeting friends, and meeting different people every week.

I need to have some real human contact, rather than those at work.

Tomorrow is D-Day. I will commence working tomorrow. Travelling is a real bitch, and I haven’t got enough time or resources to think of a good solution to slay the bitch. It takes 1.5 hours on the bus, and to give allowance I have to leave the house 2 hours earlier. Which means, I have to wake up at 6am. I feel like a primary school kid.

Speaking of Primary school kid, I packed some milk (for growing breasts), and uncle toby’s to accompany me on this scary day. Hopefully my stomach won’t growl at all. I have to get used to structured eating time. Usually during school, I just eat when i feel like it, which is great.

I have bought new clothes, new bags for my working days. So far I think i have 3 weeks worth of tops, and 2 weeks worth of skirts/pants for my work. I think it is more than sufficient. heh. After which when I get my pay, its gonna be more than 1 months worth of tops and skirts/pants.

Waking up so early, also means early bed time for me. I guess the latest I have to go to bed would be 11pm. And guess what, I had my period today (buy one get one free: free cramps), which means tomorrow I will be down with the friggin cramps as well. Sucks to be a woman.

Ok, wish me luck tomorrow!!!!!!!!!!!