Fernando Zhang

Friday, March 02, 2007

12:04 PM

Many would say that studying is the BEST PART OF YOUR LIFE.
It did not dawn on me until i began working these days. Well, it isnt a real job though, but it's meant to be one. ;)

Having to clock in at 9am each morning, i made a reluctant switch to my snoring hour. Earlier sleep of course. More often than not, am bombarded with messages from fella frens n fans (to be precise), which left me with no option but to work on those finger muscles once again.
That's how my phone bill skyrocketed to the highest sky you could ever reach! ;P
As such, i usually sleep at 1am and above.

My alarm woke me up at 720am, just the right time to kickstart the day and arrive at work punctually. My subconscious mind told me to sleep a 'little' longer. :) What a perfect day. Till the minute point made another round, and there i found myself panicked to face my room ceiling at 8.30am. That didnt alarm me much though. I took the normal pace to bathe and get dressed instead of hurriedly zipping my pants.

I reach the train station half an hour later. 9am. Guess what time i start work? it's 9am. lol. I did a quick march once i reached tanjong pagar and began my 'are-my-bosses-there' kind of speculation till i stormed in the office. To my realisation, only one/two colleagues have turned up. phew.. and my bosses? Oh yeah, forgot to inform that they always clock in 2hours later.
Well, you should not blame me too much for i've actually learnt my lessons of coming to office early. I came in at 9am and guess what, no one's around. I've to wait for another 20minutes before someone opened the door.

At work

Work is fun. or perhaps i've been pshychoing my little mind to make the 9-1830 work 'FUN'. Shits did happen. When it occurred, i just have to solve those s***. Anyway, i'm blessed with great people here, incld the bosses. no complaints! Nice food at the nearby hawker too. Tantalising porridge which activated my sweat glands to its very max. Each time i cameback to office, my clothes drenched, forehead wetted, mouth stinked for i've been savouring the mixed pork porridge. :)

My salary? $440/mth. Too little to survive. But what's there to complain anyway?

Life at work is a matter of priority. You sit down and do your stuff, when it's time to knock off, you fly! but you cant fly too high for there's work the next day. weekends? time to rest. sigh.
Pathetic cycle. Despite, it turns me on! just like the viagra. laugh out loud.

Cheers to all working dudes n ladies.

For an end simply means Fernando. -rhapsodyfcuk-
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