My life stinks

It is a sin to continue staring at the laptop now so I'll just do a quickie then scoot.

Cos my weekend has been positively burnt staring at the laptop+documenting+selecting samples+data entry+so that I can vouch myself to death next week (which is like tomorrow).

I didn't feel half the hype when the potter book reached my doorstep at an unearthly 8am on Saturday morning (I had barely rested for 3 hours). I knew I would be reading spoilers everywhere so I rather spoil things for myself by flipping to the back and reading the last two pages. I won't normally do this but....I really don't have time luxury.

Yeah I'm going to off this thing now and continue with my deathly hallows.

Goodnight.

Will more pay make your day?

An article which caught my eye on Msn Careers:

Will a bigger salary make you happier?

So it has been proven statistically by Princeton University researchers that the link between money and happiness is mostly an illusion. But this is also an age-old theory.

"Even if you do reach a higher income level, earning more money doesn't necessarily mean more smiles -- in fact, it probably means more stress. We overlook the fact that earning more typically means working more. Working more means less time with family, friends, and for yourself. If you could earn double your income by working double the hours, would you?"

I totally agree with the above. However I don't earn double my income when I work double my hours.

"Higher-income people tend to be tenser and devote more time to "obligatory" activities like work, shopping and childcare..."

SHOPPING OBLIGATORY? Okay maybe one is obliged to do some retail therapy so as to release stress temporarily but sigh, it's only temporary for stress always bounces back the next morning after the shopping. :\

But people are never satisfied?

Scary shit.

I'll rather be a farmer.

This is my pre-disappearance post. Goodbye.

Artificially charged

I have woken up from my stupor as reality hits me hard and fast (with a totally unrealistic, tight deadline+complex subsidiary with alot of issues+non-existent associate year 2).

I am scared. I am depressed. I feel helpless.

However, still need to pull myself together and hope I survive this unscathed.

It is a steep price to pay for being a senior.

Happy 777~

Happy triple seven!

Just have to come up with something on the so-called memorable day.

I wish I'm at the Tokyo concert now. *meepies*

Banana milk!

Alright, enough of the drama-mama posts (at this point in time, really can't elaborate much too..abit too painful to elaborate...).

I am currently watching this brand new Korean drama, Coffee Prince. It stars Yoon EunHye, one of my favourite Korean actresses from Goong (Princess Hours) fame. So anyway, just want to share a few screen caps below.







Yes so what is the big deal? Banana milk! Hahahaha. I miss banana milk. Seeing banana milk cheers me up.

Still reeling from my stupidity

To continue from my previous post.

This is all too fucking familiar. In fact it happened last year too, didn't it? Except the events of last year were kind of out of my control but this time round, I am in full control of everything but I had to go and do myself in. Great, fabulous, fantastic...way to go you (me).

I just need to rant

It is not the end of the world but it could spell the end at present.

I am the world's biggest idiot.

Fate sealed?

Have I just done myself in?

Or rather I think I'm done for.

I must be crazy.

PS: This is a totally redundant entry. So ignore me please. I just feel I need to give myself a few hard knocks. Like try knocking sense in.

Yes I'm really crazy.

un-tag me please

The weather is killing me. (On an irrelevant note, last year this time, I was in Taipei.)

It is UNBEARABLE.

Kill me already.

I am not used to being tagged a senior. After all it's only been a day of being a SENIOR associate and I'm not even doing anything. Stupid web-based learning which took up my whole day and I'm still not done with all the clickings as I kept missing out on hidden links and have to go back to re-click them. Argh, anyway I shall continue with the brainless clickings tomorrow.

I am already seeing 2 upcoming team-in-charge jobs and probably more to come. Sigh.

My last week to enjoy before before hell and peak kicks in again.

On another irrelevant note:


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Okay maybe the latter is more important especially if one has to endure 3 freaking minutes to get 1 sms sent.