i had a conversation with my manager over dinner, which was at 10pm.
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d: "so how was work?"
me: "... uhh... *in a rather dazed voice* ... im tired man... uhh... its... okay la..."
d: "wah. first day already look so dead ah?"
me: "well... i suppose... it is my first day of work ever... and its been a long day..."
d: "wah! your first job you choose such a tough one ah! hmm... good good... good to have a headstart in life!"
me: "... uhh... yeah.... uhh... *stares blankly into space* .... ..."
me: "what time tomorrow again...?"
d: "oh, tomorrow is 9am at furama hotel. its in the chinatown area."
me: *thinks of waking at 715 in the morning. considers the following roadshow activity in bedok, which will last till 10pm. realises that by the time i get home, its gonna be 1130pm.
me: "oh. ok..." *thinks to myself... fuck.*
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yes people. financial advising is not easy.
thats an understatement. it is mentally and physically draining. what a choice of a first time job man.
i am fucking tired. tomorrow, i shall be working from 9am til 10pm. inclusive of travel time, i will leave the house at 8 am and return at 12 am.
i am fucking tired.
i am fucking tired.
did i double post that?
anyhow, if you wanna lose weight rapidly and not feel the pinch of hunger pangs, try financial advisory services. today i had bubble tea for lunch. my dinnertime snack was a bowl of iced dessert (to cool my acridly dry throat). i only had a real dinner because my manager came and offered a dinner treat.
my fellow colleagues shared similar lack of appetite, so busy and exhaustive was the manner of work. 2 of them had a curry puff each for dinner. trust me, you wont feel hungry one.
i am fucking tired.
tomorrow i must close a case. my manager has offered me a fifty dollar bonus incentive. i will do my best to earn it.
for those who have been supportive even after hearing of my choice of (temporary) occupation, thanks. i'll buy you dinner once i start earning something. this is especially for people like ho, who dropped by and had my dessert dinner with me this evening. and dont worry, i dont headhunt friends.
i am fucking tired. i have said this multiple times, because i really, really mean it.
6/01/2005
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Crap. Does that mean I'm not getting a treat? :P
Oh wait, there's the Supper Club! :P
aww... yer take good care ya? sleep tight :)
you are hallucinating this.. this is not happening.. you're so tired you think you're awake but you're actually asleep.. whoooooo..
WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO...
rofl. judging from the pic, i can see that, dear donovan.
i feel like a tigger on steroids blasting ocean avenue into my ears early this morning.
today, i feel fucking invincible. i'll close my first today or go down in a blaze of glory man. haha.
heh..
Just remember, when you're
going down in a blaze of glory to
pull as many people down, along with you..
my vote lies with saturday dblO.
thanks all for various forms of encouragement.
now, lemme blog.
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