It's been a long while since i wrote here. perhaps it's due to the lack of inspiration thanks to my workload. I feel so tired when i get home that i just dont feel like doing anythin else except to laze around. Working life really sucks. Even my frens from afar know that the place I am working at is a pressure cooker. It will be a miracle if I can still stay sane after a year. Retail therapy is still the best medicine for my insanity. But it's not a good feeling to see my bank account dwindling due to my extravagance. Sighh...

I am glad I find my job meaningful albeit hectic when I get to interact with people and deal with problems on the spot. Though my current workload is considered insignificant compared to others, I am already getting stressed and burdened. I have so little time for myself and I dont even feel like meeting my frens after work. It's so draining. Now i understand why my friends who are in the same line as me cant spare the time to meet me. I always thought that they had bad time management but no, it's not. It's the amount of work u are burdened with. I foresee that most of my weekends are burnt thanks to my work. Darn. That's the problem with being in a rather prestigious place, the pressure comes from all directions. Pheww, I am lucky I am still alive. I am amazed that I havent caught a flu despite having stood in the heavy rain for two consecutive days to supervise some outdoor activities. Enough whining, I have to hit my work again...

I tried creating a new blog with my nick as the new address. But the bloody name is taken up and when i went to that freakin website to check out which idiot took away my blog, it was someone who only slotted in one pathetic entry! Why doesnt he/she just simply give it up so that blog enthusiasts like me have the chance to unleash my writing?! Grrrr...

Working life has already started and the first day of work was hectic. Now i know why ppl in my line have no life. I am going to be another perfect example of this belief. Imagine working for 10 hours on the first day of work. So now imagine working about an average of 12 hours for the rest of my life. How exciting when I think of that. I am amazed by the high staff morale as all my colleagues cheered at every new colleague who was introduced during the meeting. I am so impressed by how synchronized their cheering is too. I had a wonderful retreat with the staff, won a prize for best team but didnt bag it for bowling. Had a fantastic lunch at a halal restaurant. Yumz...

Think I should create a new blog where I can discuss more openly... So keep a lookout for my announcement of my new blog...

I feel so down but yet the closest person to me doesn't know how I am feeling. Perhaps this person will never understand the many reasons that are leading to my current emotional state. I do not wana let this person know how I am really feeling so as to avoid any kind of tension between us. I don't mind battling the depression alone because I want to learn how to deal with it on my own. I believe I will feel better someday.