A First Week

Yes, I have indeed joined the throngs of people who squeeze themselves into the sardine can that is the LRT on weekday mornings. This week was the first week of my internship at Hap Seng Credit. For the millionth time, it is NOT the biscuit company and NO there are no biscuits lying around for me to steal LOL.

Anyway being a typical girly girl (Okay who am I kidding I am not a typical girly girl. Fine, how's this? I choose certain situations to let my inner girly girl shine forth.) the first thing I started to plan was my work outfits. Then when I heard the dress code my heart dropped. All the way down to my toes. Apparently from Mondays to Thursdays the women are required to wear *gulp* skirts.

So off I went to dig around my 'cupboard of casual' to hopefully unearth some formal-looking skirts. It was almost a hopeless task. Thank goodness my alter ego, Miss Girly Girl, also sometimes makes an appearance when I shop for clothes. 

Anyway.

Work's going pretty okay. I have a nice cubicle to myself and the workload ain't that bad yet. Just been reading some files to familiarise myself with the paperwork and making some phone calls. And Mr. Boss Man who gives me work to do has been very helpful and patient, and the people are pleasant and friendly and smiley. So yay :)

I've been trying to be healthy by walking home instead of taking the LRT back. It's about a half hour's walk and it makes me feel all healthy and awesome. Except for when I'm crossing all the terrifyingly busy and very large roads on the way, of course. I'm proud to say I haven't at any point screamed in horror.

Yet.

Anyway, the walk would probably make me feel a lot healthier if I weren't walking along busy roads the entire way, inhaling the ever oh so sweet scent of exhaust. So much for being healthy lol.

So even though my first week has been pretty easygoing, I find that I now better understand two specific things that some working people do. Firstly, I understand the whole coffee thing now. I've never needed the stuff before. Classes, working at toy shops, I could daydream my way through anything. But now I need super strength Nescafe within the first hour of work lest I fall asleep at my desk. I was convinced I could be the first person ever to tear my mouth open from too much yawning. As though I'm doing so much work lol. But hey, I could fool the crap out of people. Boy, can I fool people. My body may look awake but you'll never know when my mind's on hibernate.

Another thing I finally understand. See, I know everyone loves Friday. I mean, it's the weekend. No classes, not feeling guilty about lazing around, I loved Fridays too. But now I understand why people who work celebrate so emphatically the arrival of this day. Even with my meager amount of work, oh my goodness.

I. Am. Soooooo....

TIRED!!

By the time I get home from work, all I do is wait for an acceptable hour to fall asleep. I think that's all my body and my mind will be capable of for a while. Hopefully just until I get used to my new hours la.

Oh but I did manage to stay awake on Wednesday for Sharanya's birthday party :D I love getting together with my school friends. We all just go completely nuts and I feel 17 again, and we all go right back to the craziness we so proudly flaunted back in MGS. It was a lot of fun too. The birthday party I mean. And even though I felt completely useless when we were playing charades cause everyone wanted us to act out Tamil movies (Thank goodness they made an exception for me. I really should hang myself. What kind of an Indian am I?), it was still pretty funny :) So of course at the end of the night, we all made (yet another) vow to not wait for the next special occasion to meet up. Hopefully we remember it this time and won't wait for Deepavali lol.

My goodness a lot has been happening this week. I'm still writing.

I'm also supercrazyoutofmymindexcited!! cause Alter Bridge's new album is out. Damn I missed you, Myles Kennedy :D :D :D

And before I go, I have a confession to make. 

So lately I've been bugging everyone (And by everyone I mean poor Larry and Joanna who have to put up with me) to watch the Comedy Central Roast of James Franco. I kept telling them how funny it was and how they should watch it cause it's so funny and they should watch it and they should watch it and they should watch it and they should watch it.

Well it wasn't a complete lie. It was funny. But I must admit.

I only watched it to see his beautiful face.

James Franco? In a tux? Continuously flashing that smile so beautiful it should be illegal?

I'm sure as hell sold.

*sigh* 

He's even beautiful when he's blurry. Damn him.