Sometimes I wonder to myself why I did not choose a stable office hour job. I do hate the routine timing but it does bring me more convenience when it comes to meeting my friends, and planning things. Not to mention, one cubicle to call my own space. Comfy chair, own PC, if lucky, I get to listen to music while working, and have internet access. And I get to sit all the time. And attend to my handphone almost anytime. But I choose a 6 days a week job. Irregular working hours. Have to bun my hair, stand for 8 hours, deal with different people all over the world and not have time for anything else personal. I sometimes think where this job will bring me to. It's the love and passion that keeps me going. But sometimes, it gets really fustrating when nothing goes well.

Another new gal has resigned. Two colleagues of mine were called into the office for a 'meeting'. I wonder how long this 'short-of-manpower' thingy is gonna last. We're all getting tired. There's no such thing as having fun while working anymore. Feel so depressed today. I really need a break from work.