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I don’t even know how to go about with this matter on hand that has been happening to me lately.

Let me just start by saying that this isn’t Cheryl’s best of days and things are going from bad to worse ever since it started.

It all started with a slip of the hand, feeling very distracted and I broke a glass container, if I were to remember correctly. I wanted to wash the container and keep it for future whatever use, but the moment it started to slip from my hands, I knew something was wrong. But I just couldn’t do anything at that moment to prevent it. It’s as if my reflex system (or whichever system/systems should be involved) wasn’t there at all.

Ever since that very fall of the glass container, many incidents have lined themselves up in that direction for me. Just have a look for yourself, ladies and gentlemen, and decide for me. Decide the degree of distraction that is currently messing with my mind;

  • Glass container - with matcha cream and azuki beans bits in it. Ugh.
  • Walking into a glass door panel in town.
  • Nail polish (Used it less than 3X. Feel my pain, people.) - which shattered into a sea of green onto my bedroom floor.
  • Kicked my second toe on my left foot onto a chair.
  • Kicked onto another chair; same toe suffered.
  • Emptied my cup onto the floor (because I thought there wasn’t any of the water left).
  • Ipod Touch slipping off my hand X5 (Thankfully they didn’t drop onto any hard surface hard) - while using it. I am ze best, really.
  • Took the wrong bus to work, had to cab eventually, burnt five bux and was late for 15 mins. orz
  • Dropped the last 2 biscuits onto the floor.

And the last 2 are the ones that happened just this very morning. =.=

I have no idea what is going on, but all I do know is that I have been experiencing a lot of exhaustion lately. The moment I got back home and to my room, I felt like doing nothing and I could sit on my chair and does absolutely nothing for the longest time ever. There were times that I dozed off because the day just seemed to be demanding too much from me. I have never experienced anything like this, what more to mention that this is happening daily.

I keep reminding myself on any platform, any channel that this is my last 3 weeks for this whole internship deal. I have to hold it up despite those jitters and uncertainties that I have harboured even before Day 1 of internship, and here I am, seeing the finishing line right before me, with all that fatigue and exhaustion being forced onto my shoulders.

It is a given that working life is tiring, demanding in every aspects and of course, crippling us all with what used to be our social lives. I do know that I actually am in not much of a position to complain or to whine about my internship experiences especially since I am working in an office environment and the work that I do is not comparable to any of those in food companies/industries.

But seriously guize, please do not deprecate office working life as compared to the other companies. I am very sure that working in office is not as physically demanding as any other types of companies, but I can safely tell you, based on what I have been experiencing, is that the littlest things that is screaming to be done here in office, will drive grown men to tears.

I kid you not, with all that demands for the tiniest details to be covered and also for the end products that is to be sent out to/for clients to be flawless.

Anyway, I digressed. A big chunk to that, that is.

I would pretty much like to think that all this weird antics that was executed by yours truly is caused by the lack of rest despite sleeping a whole lot more than what I usually do (when I have classes and whatnots the next day, in the previous semesters) and sacrificing a lot of my varietyshows/drama time just to ensure that I have “charged” myself well enough to be able to get out of bed the next day, trying to survive through another day worth of madness until I reach the weekends.

I have always appreciated the weekends a lot more ever since Polytechnic life have started, 2 years back, and I cannot appreciate more for them to come every single week since this internship semester has started for me. May it be used to sleep in more or to get out &running errands, or even trying my best to maintain my non-existing social life (as if my social life is not tiny enough).

And now that internship is coming to an end (ありがたいことに。本当に。m(__ __)m ) , I cannot wait for the holidays to start proper (especially when I know that I still have some project things going on, alongside with a paper – of which I have no idea how to go about doing it, to be dealt with) and really take the time to recuperate the amount of energy and sanity (Fo’real people) that was drained from me.

je vous remercie beaucoup if you are still reading because I just realized that I have already reached half of page 2 on Microsoft Word (#don’tjudge #woesofinternship).

It’s been long since I’ve written anything of this length (Consumer article that hails from work is not included, tyvm.) and say, rather decent? I haven’t been able to churn out anything that I could be proud of (not to even say extremely proud of. Sigh.) lately  on this space and please don’t get me started on how I keep getting reminders to keep this space alive and kicking and also free of dusts and cobwebs. You guize have no idea.. ( ̄へ ̄)

I am currently waiting for my colleague to come back from Great World City with my lunch (or rather, everyone’s lunch – since the office is almost empty today) and truth be told, I have yet to start on any work for the day. Not feeling work but I guess I have to double up on the efficiency later on after lunch then.

But honestly speaking. What are the chances? OTL

On a side (and very separate) note, I miss my poly girls. #truestoryokay?

Here’s to Thursday and also to lunch time (true to time of type).
Tillagain.

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