Today’s Monday. I have just finished my dinner. Or is it supper, to be more precise?<\/p>\n
Been OT-ing for more than 1 week. Strangely, it’s not that tiring. Maybe I am getting used to this kind of life (or no-life): go to work in the morning, and come back home to sleep at night.<\/p>\n
Sometimes, working at night is good, when no one’s disturbing. Peace…<\/p>\n
Ok, maybe I told someone about the place being peaceful, a bit too soon. It soon became not-that-peaceful after a while. LOL. Someone popped by, and talk non-stop for 1 hour.<\/p>\n
1 hour. I could have done lots of things.<\/p>\n
But it’s ok. Once-in-a-while rambling and chatting and sharing is good too.<\/p>\n
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We had a new guy today! It seems that I have not been saying anything about newcomers into the team. Not that I remember of. Anyway, new guy, means more people! Oh well. We are getting bigger… and bigger… and bigger…<\/p>\n
I am thinking, if he is at sea trials, it will be interesting. He will be hearing his name everywhere, through our communications.<\/p>\n
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Had lunch at Seletar. I did not know why, but I managed to bite on my inner lips again, while waiting for the food. I bit it yesterday. OUCH. Today’s bite was more painful, and I was very sure that was even more blood. Talk about drinking my own blood. Quench my thirst? Ew…<\/p>\n
And guess what I ordered for lunch?<\/p>\n
Tom Yum soup with rice.<\/p>\n
Spicy things don’t go well with wounds… LOL. But anyway, the soup’s not bad! The stuffs inside the soup was good too!<\/p>\n
It better be, considering the price that I had paid. Not the price of the bite. The price of the food.<\/p>\n
$6 for the soup.<\/p>\n
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Well well, motivation level is quite low. But somehow, I must self-motivate. Heh. Howww? I don’t know. I need something to look forward to.<\/p>\n
The discussion just now, have just removed one thing for me to look forward to: France. It seems like, most probably, I won’t be going.<\/p>\n
Actually, I already more or less figured that out; I have no business to be there. But then, at least there’s still some hope back then. Now, it seems like, it’s some minute amount of hope.<\/p>\n
And so, there’s nothing really interesting to look forward to already.<\/p>\n
Nothing. Darkness. Void.<\/p>\n
So disappointed.<\/p>\n
I need motivation. In any form. Hugs and kisses or whatever also can…<\/p>\n
Duhz.<\/p>\n
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And since there’s no more France, let’s start to learn some simple French word (ironic…). We shall start with Days of the Week.<\/p>\n
Today’s Monday.<\/p>\n
Monday.<\/p>\n
Lundi.<\/p>\n
(eh… French student, if I am wrong, correct me hor… )<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Today’s Monday. I have just finished my dinner. Or is it supper, to be more precise? Been OT-ing for more than 1 week. Strangely, it’s not that tiring. Maybe I am getting used to this kind of life (or no-life): … Continue reading