:: 5 day work week ::

in case i've not broken the news to all yet, my work week has been reduced to 5 days only. finally. but unfortunately, i've am due for a 10 week course which is a 6 day per week thing. so hopefully, i am able to escape from the course again, like what i've been doing all these while. going for the course probably mean staying in.

top 5 reasons why i can't stay in:

1) refund needs to be fed twice a day
2) i need to check my mails daily
3) i can only sleep peacefully on my own bed
4) i can't bathe with a whole platoon of men
5) a whole platoon of men can't bathe with me

things seem to be in pretty bad shape at work lately. i've moved to a new office few weeks back and i hate the new office and colleagues even though it's like 2 doors away from my old place. i've put up a request to be moved back to the old office and i stated my unhappiness about the new work environment and colleagues in black and white. i do not like to be disturbed with petty things when i am concentrating on my work. and guess what, they think i am being ridiculous.

i am quite confused with regard to the course actually. going away for 10 weeks seem like a good getaway trip and probably the bastards at the office will learn to appreciate my presence a little more. pffft.

oh yes, the joint at my right shoulder seems a little loose as compared to my left. it seem to make a cracking sound whenever i try to rotate my right shoulder. sometimes it hurts a little when i exert strength. so scary. i'll probably see the camp doctor about this and see what he has to say. i am serving ns, so might as well make use of them to get me a referral to a specialist or hospital.

greg's leaving for a trip tomorrow night. 10 days i think. his dad's on a business trip and he is tagging along for sight seeing while his dad's at work. so good huh. he can do what he wants, buy what he wants and not worry about it. but on the other hand, the grass might not be greener on his side. i don't know.

we had a huge misunderstanding over the weekend. and it has been bugging me ever since. even though we both are on talking terms like 2 hours after the incident, the damage has been done already and the scar would not heal.

life's a bitch.