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Tuesday, 8th March 2005 | 7:44 PM
Work, weekend, and holiday

I am DEAD tired.

I had all good intentions to stay back at work late today and finish this darned list I'm working on (basically going through a publishing schedule, entering data into the system on upcoming titles). Because I have so much work piling up I thought I should get through as much as possible in a day. But you know what? By now I've been in the office for coming to eleven hours now, and I AM DEAD TIRED. My head is aching, and someone a few tables away is blasting Linkin' Park. I'm not saying Linkin' Park sucks, it's just... not the best music with a headache.

So the other company has moved into our offices. In my cubicle I'm the most junior of three people - and I judge that from my sitting position. I am seated in the front most seat of the cubicle - therefore, I have two other people looking over my shoulder at what I'm doing. I'm sure they're actually too busy to look, and besides we're currently still operating as two separate businesses until the end of the year or something, so the three of us (those other two are my new colleagues from other company) are still doing the same thing as we did before. But I remain paranoid - basically cos back when I was interning I was seated in the same position in a cubicle and my senior colleague kept commenting on whatever she saw on my screen. Everyone's generally been friendly, and the fact that the company now provides transport for those living at my end of the island really helps. Except I'm still adjusting to the physical upheaval (I've had to my desk and everything else I have in the office) and being around new people who seem to talk a whole lot more than my other colleagues do. At my old desk I used to plug earphones in all the time because I get easily distracted by noise. I think I need to find headphones or something, people can't tell if I'm wearing earphones underneath my scarf after all. Won't be too nice to them to keep hollering at me without realising I couldn't really hear them.

Weekend was ok. Had a CSI Season 1 marathon on DVD. I've never watched a complete season of CSI, and I especially hadn't seen the pilot. It's nice to have background info on the show. For instance, I didn't know the detective once headed CSI before he was transferred back to Homicide. Sunday went to watch an open-air performance of Romeo & Juliet with Glass and her bf, and her colleague whom she introduced me to. We've been emailing each other, and turns out we were from the same JC, albeit he's a few years my senior and so we were not in the same JC together at the same time. So a lot of reminiscing about teachers and friends we had in common. Also, he likes to travel, so we talked quite a bit about that. I was a bit shocked but can't help but be impressed that he actually prepared the food for the picnic - as in cooked stuff. Granted it's simple stuff, but I admit I myself would have bought loads of stuff rather than hit the kitchen myself. It's not lack of ability. It's plain laziness, har har. So I'd have to admit he's not exactly dream guy material, but being close to a quarter-century in age I have pragmatically concluded that my dream guy material probably would only go for me in my dreams. I was a bit nervous before that by the way, as I always am whenever I have to meet new people. I mean, I hadn't even met Glass before, but at least considering she reads this diary, then I think she knows all there is to know about me, more or less.

And I came back to work to upheaval. The staff of the other company had brought a great deal of stuff with them from the other office (one of them told me, "...basically whatever that wasn't nailed down, we brought along with us..." hee). Plus the great deal of stuff that we already had, then we're quite cramped here. But we'll adjust.

Another interesting development for me is that I'm flying to Bali this weekend! Woohoo! Ok Saturday I'm sending my brother off - he's enlisting to do national service in the army. I thought it would be nice of me to help him say bye to his civilian life. But Sunday I'm outta here, till Wednesday. It's not the best of timing I feel... I certainly prefer going during the Good Friday weekend. But considering most of my friends whom I travel with are with the Education Ministry, their free periods for vacations are closely tied with school holidays. Darn. One of them drives me nuts, which makes me wonder why I gave in to go on holiday with her. I seriously am crazy. But my bosses will be away at the same time so not so much to worry about from their perspective. :)

So this week, I will work like crazy (or crazier, come to think of it) and next week, I'll try to forget it all and enjoy life. Heh. And pray that everything will be fine.

But much as I would love to work more, I'm dead tired. So I'm out of here for now. Next entry maybe I'll mention something about how French class went.

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