Count down!!

Hurray!!! My attachment is coming to an end. It will be my 21st working week and only 9 working days left!!! I am so excited. Can you feel it??

9… 8… 7… 6… 5… 4… 3… 2… 1… HOLIDAY!!! =D

And my final year in school. =(

When I am working, only weekends and public holidays are worth waiting for. But in school, I could look forward to each holiday that drags a few months across the year. Yippy!!!

And why are there people yawning and bugging me on my chatterbox?? The reason why I haven’t been updating is because my life is so monotonous now, if I were to blog, I will bore the dead to another death.

So what have I been up to??

I was desperately rushing through my report that was due last Friday, and that had drained much of my time and brain cells. As for the past few weekends, I was either working part time or attending some talks or having gatherings with friends. Basically, I don’t have time.

When we have too much of something, it becomes dull. Since I face the computer everyday in the office, the sight of computers disgusts me. That’s why I am losing the passion to write now, and I even try to avoid switching on the computer at home. Yes, I am such an enthusiastic worker who seldom mix work with my personal life, thus explains why I have never use my working time to blog.

I wouldn’t say I avoid unofficial stuff during working hours, as I play online games during work too. I am an angel, not a saint. Because of that, I am so proficient in my Alt-Tab skill; I can get away with every unexpected situation, unscathed. Wahahaha!!! =)


Recently, there were a few new colleagues of which, one left me with the deepest first impression. She was introduced last week.

Asst financial controller: Hello everybody, she is our new accounts colleague - Sia.

Me: *Prawn?*

I didn’t say that out loud of course, but that was the first thing that struck my mind. Some friends might already know why I despise prawns and why I am prawno-phobic.

When I was still a preschooler, daddy brought back a bucket of live tiger prawns. I was as tall as the bucket and I stood on a stool, playing with them. Suddenly, one naughty prawn pounced on me and frightened the wits off me. I cried for help and since the day onwards, I am afraid of prawns and hated them.

I guess my future husband will never get to eat prawns and my children might not even know what prawns look like.

Why am I telling you this?? It is one of my secrets!!!