First of August

Can't say I'm all prepared for the day coz I seriously believed that I'll be still at home reading Robert Jordan and his never ending wheel for another few weeks. Turned up at the PSA building at 9am - i don't work for PSA and please don't ask me where I work here, I'm gonna be anonymous from today onwards, not even gonna mention I own a blog at work. I'm tired. Seriously tired at this time, 11:08pm. I slept at 1:30am last night, reading all about the beginning of the wheel. Blurred through work - the guys are better than the gals - and met up with Mr Smurfie for a tiny bitching session at Ikea, Burger King. It's funny how you dislike a place so much and at the end of it, you start to miss the little things that made you stayed there the first place. Mr Smurfie and myself were discussing about this during dinner just now. In fact, the moment I sat down in front of my new workstation this morning, I started to miss my old one already. All the warm fuzzy feelings gone. It is kinda strange getting all meek and unfamiliar to a whole new world again when I was calling the shots for the past 1 year and 3 months. What can I say? It's my choice and it's just another step into my future, the one that I wish I could reach. Tomorrow shall be a better day. I'm gonna work hard.