today, i really felt the monday blues.
i so damn dun wanna start work.
can i just continue my studies? somehow.
it's a dread to wake up on monday, tinking of how great the past weekend was (apart from the poor rat stuck in the range), and coming upon sudden realization that it's time to move the butt to tanjong pagar. :/ ok, i know it's worse to move the butt to tuas/maju/semb wharf...

actually there is really nothing wrong with my work place, i really love the envt and my colleagues... and the good food in that vicinity... but it's just work. it's that 3 hours of work, den finally lunch, den yet another 3 hours of work. i know i shudn't complain, cos my injured cousin is working 8 hours from home (another workaholic :/) even tho yes, she's injured. it's just that i'm so used to tuition (read: flexible working hours. and in fact, tuition has never been like work. just simple chit chat with my darling tutees. it's been a breeze. and can i just say it again, tuition is so never like work.)

i can call myself "tuition is so" cos...



i never like work.
muahah. lame.