I've become a pig.

But then agian...when was the last time I wasn't one anyway?

Sorry for the late updates. I've been busy. Yup...the 101th time I'm saying this as an excuse.

Truth be told, I'm not as busy as you think I am. I still have time to sleep, eat, talk on the phone, surf the net, meet up with my friends during the weekend.

How's work? That's one question I get every time I meet up with a friend. Well...work is good. It's stressfull, but it's interesting and it keeps me alive. I love my colleagues. I love my working environment. I'm trying my best to love my client which is so blardy difficult. But I'm trying.

I love the fact that even though I'm so blardy stressed with work, I make mistakes, but at the end of the day, everything is worth it.

I love the fact that in Grey, our creative and servicing team act as a family. We attack together.

I love the fact that when we have internal meetings, we have fun, we bitch and we laugh like there's no tomorrow.

I love the fact that everyone around me is nice and not as snooty or snobish as I thought.

I love the fact that I finally am learning something and found a place where I feel comfortable at.

Does that answer the question?

It's weird that I was once so spoiled by the comfort of driving everywhere I go and now I've to take the LRT and Monorail to work.

In the begining, I hated that idea. I thought I couldn't stand the whole being squashed in the train with everyone else. But...it wasn't that bad.

Maybe because I've gotten used to the whole thing. Or maybe I'm lost in my own world. Listening to my iPod and reading. Really can't be bothered with my surroundings.

At least I don't have to spend so much money on my petrol because of the recent mad increase. I've calculated my cost per day if I had to drive down to work. It's almost half of more of what I'm spending now.

I honestly need to save. I've to put aside a sufficient amount for my new car that's coming in August. Will be so broke!!!

Somehow though, I feel like I'm a real adult now. Imagine me complaining about paying my monthly installment for my car, the credit card bills I have to pay.

Now I totally understand all my friends and family monthly sighs. Because now...I'm sighing with them.

Work is mad...compared to my last job. I'm feeling more pressured to perform. Maybe because this is an International Ad Agency and everyone is one of the best in their fields. You somehow find yourself automatically trying not to fall lower than their expectations.

Everything is just *snap snap snap* Need to be on top of things. No time to slack. What I used to do seemed so easy and simple. Now everything has to be details, in order and more complicated.

Of course to throw in the salt, our client is as anal as they can get. Blardy assholes who doesn't sign the CEs on time, get us to do the artwork but takes ages to approve it only to put it on hold for gwad knows how long and then rush us to do the FA.

No more complaining...it's Friday!!!Now I've to go off to work...