Work.

i realized how difficult it is to disassociate oneself from work. work is never-ending and the number of times i've brought home work to do is uncountable. i am tired not from work, but from the difficulty of sleeping on certain nights. there was a night i close my eyes and all i saw was excel spreadsheets. scary.

been entrusted with tasks to complete. what makes it tough isn't the nature of the work but trying to understand what or how to do. i spend half the day figuring out all by myself all the terms used in banks and understanding the operations and regulations surrounding it. it is quite taxing and stressful esp when i am totally clueless and the entire bank operation is so big. at least, i am quite happy to be learning.

however, i realized how unsatisfied i am on the quality of work produced that results in moodiness at times. my only consolation is the lunches. *smilez* where all the gossips, all the swearing, all the complains come out.

much as i would want to be happier, many nights i come home tired with no energy to chat or become irritating whiny. hay ya! i need to get back to being myself with more energy! HAI YA! KACHA! happy happy, wee wee, smiley smiley, heehee. i think i am going mad! i am so glad the weekends are here again!