It's been a week since work began and it really is what I expected it to be.

No, seriously!!

Some a week seems like a month now and so many things have happened so far. I find myself pretty much seeing the people downstairs more often than I usually do and sleeping much earlier than normal because I'm usually so tired after work.

What I don't understand is how sitting at a desk sending mails and doing what I'm supposed to be doing can be as tiring as it is. Weird...

Candy says we need to go for our planned-yet-never-executed clubbing outing soon as she's starting work...work for her means a 7-day workday. *gulp*
Then again there's the problem of CL who can only go when a certain jailer boyfriend is not around or when she doesn't have to go to his prison house. Which is a problem cause when she's free there's no way I can make it unless I want to die at the office the next day!

Whoever said work kills social lives was pretty accurate. Then again we have people who can somehow party the night away and yet wake up in time to put cold sliced cucumbers on their eyes to reduce the dark circles and pat on the concealer for that flawless finish and STILL make it to work looking like a million ringgit.
BAH!

Some people really do have all the luck!