i'm back on the positively (negatively?) disgusting cough mixture again, and its making me uber drowsy. took its last night before bed and was still feeling drugged when i woke up this morn. gosh.
sleep's calling out to me again but i shouldn't and wouldn't succumb, unless i want sleep on the job (literally) and get file cuts all over my forehead. which are freaking painful. they're worse than paper cuts, which you don't even notice until you wash your hands or sth. you actually feel and see yourself getting cut by the files, spreading the blood around and all.
oh speaking of work, i did ot till 8 yesterday. hah i feel so proud of myself. and. the nice lady Janice of HR is trying to help me raise my pay to 6.5/hr! so nice.((:
the cough/flu bug is spreading around in the office like, well, a bug. everyone's sick, and somehow i feel like it all started out with me. ahh guilt.
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working life is really different from the life of your average student.
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the train passes a cathedral. catching a glimpse of it, he halts mid-grumble about his packed weekends filled with back-to-back appointments to his companion, crosses himself, says a quick prayer.
it makes you wonder if this is all there is to life.
cyn.
161288.
victorian.
vjc 05S43.
vjcsb.
tpjc (1st 3mths) 05S31.
tksian.
tkband.
khs.
flautist =)
all that i hold dear.
besties(: and lovely lovely friends.
family.
shopping, reading, lazing around.
sweet, pretty, striking colours.
swirls. stripes.
ice cream, chocolate, and the same few constants.