I finally got a project off my back (for a while) today. Been staying in the office till 9 plus, 10pm the last few days. I finally went home slightly earlier today at 7pm.

But but, another project is in and I got tons to do. I am looking at my going-out-Friday-night taken away from me…again.

It was thunderstorming and raining in the office today. I stared out at the window and like everyone else, wish I was at home sleeping and snuggling my blanket but noooo, I am stuck in a cold office. Weekends never really seem such a big deal while working at Starbucks cos..I still work on weekends, and it’s more fun to work on weekends. One of the best thing in the world is to be able to do your own thing while everyone else is stuck in a cubicle. Evil I know but that’s ok cos I am one of the miserable cubicle (ok I don’t exactly work in a cubicle) working person now.

I seriously, seriously (x1000) need to find something else to blog about other then work.

Do you like Early Grey tea? I don’t.

This is the third week and I am still not getting used to the work cycle. Don’t tell me it would last forever.

I am always so extremely tired, I don’t even look forward going home because..it takes a lot of energy squeezing on the train at rush hour and stoning and being in a daze does take up much energy too. At least to me…

Yesterday was the worst day at work so far. I was frustrated with everything, the work, the freaking grandma-had-finish-running-a-marathon slow computer..and hunger and whatever.

But more than ever, I was frustrated with myself. Frustrated because I can’t manage my emotions and feelings well. It was also partly due to PMS.

I had so much I wanted to blog about but my mind’s blanked out, I need to hit the sack. I slept at 2am yesterday.

There are days I sit on my white plastic chair and go,

“Today was well spent”
Or “I could have done better”

Today was one of the “could have done better” days. I start to think about these things when it’s nearing the end of the day and you can see the sun getting orange-er.

I just seem to be in a complete daze today.

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Yesterday I had the weirdest sleeping problem. I had an itch inside an itch. I am serious. And I am 100% sure I wasn’t dreaming because..well just read on..

I woke up in the middle of the night at 2am and felt this itch all over my body so you know as a human who respond you scratch but I realised I was not itchy. Everyone knows how itchiness feel.

With my limited vocab I will try to explain that feeling. It was a intense discomfort like…millions bits of cotton wool (not ants cos it wasn’t itchy!) stuck on and crawling its way around my body. YES, perfect explanation.

And I don’t know what to do, I scratch, wrap myself with the blanket, roll around the bed to get rid of it. Then it came to a point that I thought maybe it’s a dream so I force myself to open my eye wide open and slap my own face. I still wasn’t convince so I got up, turn on the light and sat on this white chair, half asleep.

Then I try to go back to sleep, I could not. It was so uncomfortable I was..what’s that word..the kind of sound a little kid makes when throwing temper. I slept on the floor, still the same. It was a long struggle of 20 minutes with this unknown substance. It felt like my nerves went haywire.

Maybe it was the cough syrup’s side extreme effects.

There was only one phrase to describe it, a terrible itch of an itch.

I swear it was the weirdest feeling.