This holiday I...
... embarked on an absolute non-exciting working life. A behind the desk job. Nothing imaginative, just don't get caught dozing off. Opportunities are given generously and soon I shook off staples, hole puncher, paperclips which were practically hanging from me in the first week, real human communications begin then. I met great successful people, and surprisingly, they are also the nicest. IQ and EQ really come in pair.
Boot Licker: WOW. Nice shirt!
First VP enters and smirks.
Office Lady: (let out a snort) Hur... makes him looks like a playboy.
First VP: (turns around, hands on tt OL) Oh really? Where are we heading tonight then?
... became a workaholic, or was it a cow? An normal week duty consists of 5 working days and 6 tuition sessions. Randomly, I have worked through 2 IT fairs and 1 event, in all, making up 10 days. I feel stupid to be a slave for $ sign, giving up bimbotic time with gfriends. Worst, all these sacrificial are paid at indecently low per hour rate. I am such a cow.
... had a getaway, like what holiday is truly meant for! BKK is finally strike off from the list, but definitely a must to return.
... exercised. The 10km Singapore Bay Run was really something for me.
... ran out of luck, unless you count bad-luck in too. Other than the result-less state that I landed myself in, I scorn at my other mishaps. You can officially call my number for help if you, contracted urinary tract infection, struck by sudden stiff neck, and recently added - food poisoning. I can pretty much explain and tell you what to do in layman's terms, just in case you get as hysteric as I did.
... been told of butterfly tales, which makes me wonder when I will stop reading and start living. He spells Life so differently, though not exactly correctly.
... am still a spinster. Ah ha, I am getting giddy with all the spinning.
I am bidding goodbye to this little short break with zero emotion. BYE! (' w ' )