HAHA.


gosh.
i'm sorry if i have nothing intelligent to say these days.
all i can think abt is just to get through this one more week of IAP and i'm a free (wo)man.
frreeeee i say.

this trailer of sorts of workin adult (did i just call myself that?!) life has really...made me wake up and appreciate school life so much more. i just told mada last night that alright, i'm not gonna pon sch anymore
(ok, i lie =x...maybe just those where i don learn anything)
and that i'm gonna enjoy every slogging hot rainy dry cold day i spend in sch!!!

because very soon it's all gonna end and after that it's the start of having to answer up to that rather scary guy up there (no, not God, earth level).

i mean, in school, you only have yourself to answer to. the worst that'll happen is that you beat yourself up - which is really not that bad.
it's when you're givin a task and right away you have that heavy sinking feeling that
God, i don't think i can do this well
and the you're dealing with the company's reputation here that >oops.
every single mouse click feels like it's being watched because it carries that heavy bag of things we call responsibility.

mmm :S maybe i think too much.
i know i'm not a lazy fart most of the time =x and i will do my work properly. but i just don't like the feeling of going to work afraid of what they're going to throw at you next.

i was half tempted to ask pea if it was possible for an internship at IFS, but i decided i want to see what it's like being thrown out into the open and if i'd do fine.
so far i've converted vcds/dvds into dv tapes and vice versa, digitized dv tapes, learnt how to connect all those machines tgt with their thousand wires, burnt tons of dvds, wiped cupboards clean, take out the rubbish everyday, did some web stuff in flash and illustrator, searched for a thousand stock photos, roto-ed stuff....and roto-ed stuff.

what in the world should i show for my presentation? :S

and because i find the boss quite scary really, i was so dreadful of work i kept asking sh if i cld sprain my ankle for 2 weeks. and i was quite serious abt it. i just wasn't sure how to fall into a drain and sprain my ankle since i've never done it before. so well, since i have just one more week to endure, i don't wish to sprain it anymore. LOL. ok, enough gibberish. who reads stuff like that anyway?!

and when i think abt how dreadful workin life is, i always think of my daddy. :( he's having it so much worse and he can't even count down to when it all stops, like i do.
talk about money and talk about love.