Ysunny days go by
There are days at work when we (the four interns) are really productive, and there are days when noone seems to get anything, or want to get anything done. Today is one of these days.
Evangeline's the exception; she's off having classes at NTU. She took half the day off. The other two are playing pool. I said I'd join them but at that point of time I had been working--well, trying to look like I was. I was compiling all the research into an excel document, which in effect is just copying and pasting and brainless enough to do in my frozen, back-achey, slobby-feeling state--and told them I'd join them later. Instead, after I'd finished my work I'd talked to Zhen (actually, Zhen and I carry on whole conversations on gmail throughout the day--I love gmail smileys :)), blogged and surfed the net for your recommended daily calorie intake (in general, it's 2000 calories but I probably need less than that).
The place I work at is quite fun. I won't mention its name just in case someone from work finds out I have a blog and I get into trouble. My supervisors are nice, on day two they took us out for a 2-hour tea. The pay is crap, but then again I'm on an internship. And bugis is a nice place to be in; so much food and shopping and food and shopping! I've been very good though; haven't bought anything yet. I just learnt there's a Kinokuniya here--I've been craving for a new book.
The problem with working full-time is that your life gets completely messed up. Or rather, work takes precedence over everything. I can just feel the adults reading this post rolling their eyes:"Like duh, tell me something I don't know." I've been trying to exercise but it's a bit tough because I come home so late and wake up so early. There's actually a treadmill in the recre room and last week we (the interns) ran there, but that means we have to shower in the handicapped toilet, which is uber creepy because it's so bright and you keep feeling like you're being watched by a security camera even though you know logically that they don't put security cameras in toilets.
Anyway, today I was going to go running during lunch, like last week, but in the mad rush that ensued after I finally shook myself awake, I forgot to bring my towel. And I didn't relish the thought of being sweaty and sticky throughout the afternoon, even if it was in the office (that makes it even grosser, actually), so I decided to run after work so I can shower when I get home. I hope this plan works.
Today we had "bring your own food day". We interns, being all girls, organise these cute little primary-school like days where we do stupid stuff like coordinate outfits and exercise and bring food. Makes things fun :). Last week we had a "Little Black Dress" day and exercise day, and this week, because we were going to spend so much on food (we're going to Miss Clarity's cafe to see one of the interns off--her intership's ending) we brought out own food for lunch today and shared. So one of us brought salad, I brought ham sandwiches, and another brought fruit.
It's pretty fun working, despite the backaches and the trauma of having to decide what to wear every single morning and realising every single morning that you don't have enough clothes but you don't have enough time to go shopping, because of the people. Yeah. Normally girls don't always do this sort of thing (surprise surprise). You have to get a good mix of personalities or things will either get bitchy, boring or you'll just feel left out. Seems like we struck the jackpot this time.
There are five of us, but four of us work on the eigth floor. The fifth works upstairs and tells us all the gossip about our supervisors. Obviously the gossip isn't juicy but, well, they're our supervisors so it's still sort of interesting. Three of us are loud and two of us are quiet. Sometimes we're joined by a few other interns from the other departments, but I kind of like it when it's just the five of us. Four of us on the eighth floor have grown pretty close, even though we've only known each other for 2 1/2 weeks. I guess it's because we all click, and everyone's very nice (ie not bitchy or closed-up).
So on days like these, we sit in one cubicle (we share two cubicles), all four of us, and talk about school and boyfriends and sunny days gone by.
jac was here with you
1/24/2007 06:10:00 pm