From one end of the spectrum to the other

This is just about the right time to panic. My world is caving in. I have all these important things to do that has to be done simultaneously. FYI, Ivannah, this is where the checklist comes in.

My weekend was okay. Slept in Saturday when I had to work so I was a good 45 minutes late. I spent the previous night debugging my system and burning CDs. Good thing I took time burning those little comedy things for Casey because I was going to be late for work. He had to wait for me for let's say more than half an hour when the previous time we worked together on a Saturday I was an hour late. He realized that there was a pattern.

I was rather whacked on Sunday. First day of daylight saving time and so I felt jetlagged for no apparent reason. Strange strange strange... Working with Tim was good nonetheless. Waited for the train together as we finished work. He's a good kid.

This is where my work-related full time/part time debate comes in. After weighing the consequences, I'd rather stay part time. Come to think of it, I do not really like the company anymore. So much for having mission statements. They're just there for display. I guess that holds true for most companies.

Looking back this time last year, I revisited the utter shitty-ness of waht management has given me, with all due respect to the mission statement and to me as a person. Perhaps transferring stores was good for me because it subjected me to a lot of trials unknown to the previous store. However, I've really been with the company too long.

I need the kind of change everybody is afraid of. I need to move on, to take steps. And yeah I am taking steps to as far as I can reach. I've had it with being bossed around by people who are only better than me when it comes to work rights. Such is life, though. I guess I've had it with all that.

On the brighter side of things, I met Christine in class today when she was meant to go to Monday night's class. It was such a blessing to talk to her because we share pretty much the same concerns and we were both able to untangle the ropes of stress and just empathize with each other. Not in the utterly emotional sense, of course. It was more like a wake up call for me. I felt so taken care of by someone way above.

Concierge's finally released the first edition! FINALLY! And so I am an official writer with an Australian magazine to show! I left my Manila magazines at home. I can't even remeber where they are.

Got to chat with Amy from Melbourne after a long time. It's public holiday down there and it took me HOURS to figure out why... Melbourne Cup! So many ladies wearing fancy hats around, so many drunks (according to Na).

I did a bit of grocery shopping, cooked, ate a lot, washed up, read a bit, hogged the internet access and now possibly off to study and eventually sleep.