swollen eyes

... which couldn't be fr lack o sleep, could it? Had a full 5+ hours o sleep, fr 2am to almost 8 this morn. Nor could it be fr crying, cuz the last time I cried was at Compassion Walk, which, though wasn't long ago, could not logically be the reason for swollen eyes.

Btw, reason for the late night being a baking session starting 9pm (after dinner, shopping for ingredients and rainy night traffic jam). We, the senior Taylor's interns/trainees (the 4 of us) at AC have got together to bake a red velvet for all at the office, as a sign of our appreciation before we leave.



Thinking o opening this blog to the public. Have been blogging here for, *checks blog archive*, 1.5 years now, and though the posts were mostly private, it's by no means a big secret.
But beware impulsive actions, sarah.




Leaving AC after today w no plans o coming back except to collect my paycheck, next time I work I'd wish to try another company.
Have been here since Dec (3+ mths), and am alil reluctant to part w the office and the colleagues here. We're far fr being bussom buddies, but somehow they've become something like coursemates, whom you don't "talk" w much but are just part o your life.

Won't go as far as crying when I leave, gosh I was even stoic enough during the last night of LnL, but it is sad knowing I won't be walking into office again starting tmr. There are the lunch buddies, who are for unknown reasons all guys and therefore the drinking buddies as well; pantry area gang, with whom I sat with during my first 3 weeks, and whom I owe much gratitute for being so nice to me; other end of office gang, with whom I sat with for the next 6 weeks, who don't talk much but whom I will still miss.

What does one say at the end of a short internship? Farewell, I'll see you around? Take everyone's pics and namecards and promise to keep in touch?
.... not if yall don't keep in touch even while working.
I don't have the numbers of the ppl whom I'm close to, and the ones whose numbers I have, I'm not close to. Happy state of things =.=

It's been a great experience to be actually working in an office. I know I've been complaining bout it since I started, but I'll definitely be interning again for my next sem break. Muchhh better than potato-ing at home.




I hate it when ppl say I look like a secretary. I dislike being called an innocent good girl.

Even though I love playing secretary and I am, in fact, not saintly but belong safely on the "uncorrupted" side (if the opposite being "partying, drinking, no curfews").


And then there's the sentimental business I'm trying very hard to quit. It's sweet and everything, but it's not the world wants, and for once I'm willing to change to fit in.




*random post today, writing while cad-ing + listening to "We are the world". Doesn't help concentration much.