I haven’t been feeling very well. My job is starting to feel like a real job and I’m having trouble adjusting. It’s obviously just a phase, boo tells me that I’m actually quite lucky compared to my peers. According to him, someone my age should be working till wee hours everyday, whereas for me it only happens once or twice a fortnight. I feel like work has taken over my life though, which is certainly not true although the spoilt brat part of me feels like that, feels like I’m getting paid too little, feels like working on Saturdays is affecting my social life. I’m such a hedonistic bitch, I need to sleep till afternoon on my weekends and have brunch at Ikea and shop/window shop. But I can’t do this on Saturdays anymore! What about Sunday, you ask me? Sunday is meant as a day to recover from all the naughty stuff you’ve done on Saturday!!!!
I guess I’m just more prone to stress, which isn’t exactly a big secret. I’m not built to handle stress, but my experience in my previous job has set the benchmark, so what I’m going through now is really just a piece of cake. But like I said, there’s this spoilt brat part of me that keeps whinging and complaining about overworking. It’s really silly and I really hate this side of me.
I’m not sure if this is a rant about work or just a post to remind myself that I’m not having it bad. I don’t want to be a whinging spoilt brat who doesn’t mind losing out on learning experience just because she wants to have gravad lax on Saturdays. It’s so lame, so pathetic. I want to chill. I want to be a grown-up.
I need another vacation…zomg Kim, shut the fuck up!
Anyway, I’ve been a psycho for the past 3 days due to this and hasn’t been kind to my boo.
i dont care boo, tonight u must bring me to eat donuts
ruuuuuuuuin meeeeeeee surprise
thought on the way to work this morning….am gonna go to curve on the way home and buy donuts for me boo boo
i love u so much i wanna cry now
Sometimes, I feel like I don’t deserve this, you know.
Darling boo and me