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    Saturday, May 27, 2006
    Omgoodnessgraciousme. Working is darn bloody tiring. I was so tired I literally dragged my feet all the way from the car into the house. GROWL.

    Anyhooo, I think the PA job's really not for me. There's so many little little things to do and I'm kept busy almost the whole day. Stuff like answering calls, printing blah blah, and soon I'll be taking over the emails, managing his schedule, filing etc. And these are little nitty gritty stuff that I don't even want to bother my brain with. I am SO NOT a details person.

    I can't wait for the day when I get to order people around while I sit in my chair literally shaking my legs, waiting for the cash to roll in.

    Okay, I just mistyped the last sentence like five times. Fingers are tired too, methinks. Shan't bitch too much on this blog about work though in case anyone stumbles upon my blog and decides to sue me. Suffice to say that given a choice, I wouldn't work here after graduation.

    Went to watch some drama production with A after work, and hell was it boring or what! There were 5 short plays, each a one man show. The first one was ENTIRELY in cheem olden day mandarin. I couldnt catch no nothing. And no, it's not because my Mandarin sucks, I think I manage pretty well. It started off with her reciting some chinese poem while wriggling her toes/feet covered in flour. That continued for like, more than 5 mins? Grrr. Next, she started swaying vigorously and tried to squeeze herself through a chair. Then I started daydreaming, and before I knew it, she looked like Sadako.

    The rest of the plays weren't as dramatic (except maybe the last one where an Indian man did a solo for almost 45 mins! He acted as his mom, dad, grandfather, and many many Indian Gods. Almost died I tell you), but were equally boring. I dozed off like 3 times throughout. I think so did A. I would like to think that it's really the standard of the plays causing this, rather than me losing interest in the arts scene. I do enjoy watching such drama productions. Well usually anyway.

    Tired to type anymore. Xmen tomorrow. Hope it's good.


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