It's been a long week. I have never worked till so late with my team members, not even back in the council days or while doing projects back in university. And I'm still going to do volunteer work tomorrow at the office. Supposed to go scs tomorrow but don't think I can make it now.

During dinner, my colleagues and I talked quite a lot. Then we went on to bitch about the various things at work. Then it went on to salary talk. Told my colleagues just now that I'm cheap labour. That's very true because when they heard how much I was getting, they were kind of surprised. Oh well. Nevermind, I think I don't mind the long hours and the pay as long as I have room to learn. For the time being, it's still fine. Challenging. I'm starting to feel like the old me. Like I'm starting to really open my eyes. To have a nimble mind. Like I'm solving problems every second of my time.

It's tiring though. I'm practically thinking so much the whole time that my mind doesn't rest enough even when I can finally go home. Every night as I trudge along to the train station, I think a lot. In the first few weeks of work, I would dream about work. These days it's a little better because I simply fall into a very deep sleep.

Sis has finally got a job. She got the bank job that I went to an interview for but failed miserably. When I first heard that she was successful, I felt a mixture of emotions. Happy for her and disappointed with myself. Anyway, I told myself that it was all right, I'd soon get over the bad feelings very soon. That's me, I can forget unhappy stuff quite fast. As long as it's nothing too serious. It was a learning experience and well, do you believe in fate? I do, at least a little. Even though I didn't get that job, I'm now doing something that allows more personal development.

Don't really know what to write about. Some things at work, a lot of reflections; they are clouding my mind now. Can't think very straight. Will write again.