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Saturday, March 17, 2012 @ 2:14 AM

Just got off the phone with Doug like 2 hrs back (promised that i'll sleep right after i dry my hair but here am i online. zzzz). Nice nice him. Be it a long day at work, he'd still insists I ring him up right before he goes to bed just so he knows I'm back safely and also take the chance to ask me about my day. :) Oh, and also because I'm kinda screwing up my circadian rhythm (it's a tad worrying and he recently got me some sleep aromatherapy thingy hoping it'll cure my mild insomnia. have yet to try it thou. he's using it first to test test). Really hate that I have sleepless nights. It's damn unhealthy I swear.

Anyway, the trick to get my bio-clock back to human level would probably to tire myself so much during the day so that I'll KO asap once night falls. But, mind you, I'm still trying.

Trying. A word I hate. Trying is not good enough. Trying is fucking tiring. Trying is just you unwilling to put THAT much of effort but still wanna achieve the same result. Fuck trying.

Like, fuck trying to look for companies to work for. As you already know, I'm quite dampened by the whole looking for a job shebangs. I have since declared that my full-time job now, is looking for a full-time. Besides working at SH on a PT basis before I officially get a permanent, I'm reading a lot more now and also keeping myself abreast with current affairs (like suddenly became damn learned wtf). Oh oh, and also occasionally being Doug's caption translator. His insanely cheemalogy command of the English language provides me a sense of achievement when I eventually rephrase it in mandarin for him.

Anyway, it's gonna be the end of March soon and I'm still hopeless. Sian TTM x infinity.

I will not try anymore. Lesson for today, please repeat after me : FUCK TRYING.

p/s : apologize for the profanes but that's how this post rolls. hurhur.

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