workload.. wat u see here, is really just when things are of the best times. this is wat happens when i reach 6pm everyday. the stack dwindles to this size. and my official knock off time should be perfectly prompted at 6.15pm.
the stack has this magical powers of ever increasing and it is a scary monster i swear it'll eat me up one day.


wat the hell am i talking... tats not my office table. but tats my pile, i swear. i dumped everything onto my colleague's table coz he was a nice gentlemen and i had not enough space. tat packet of chips is his.

office is an incredible classroom i guess. its just like everyday at school, just tat ur classmates and the teachers are on the same platform. and they fight against each other. can u imagine? teachers and students in a same classroom. competing against each other. i'm the youngest one there. usually the laughing stock coz of my blurness and young age. but hey hello, i'm bloody proud of being 17.

and my colleague had to tell me about her odd relationship with her guy, which happened to be another colleague of mine. its really weird coz she's so skinny and small while he's like, so big. put a wrestler and a tinkerbell tgt, u get wat i mean? it was even odder when she told me they did it..
it was really weird and sickening coz she called me up just to tell me tat. and i've only started talking to her over lunch 2 days ago. and i mean it, just during lunch.