The third day of October.

On Sunday, I was dreading to go to work on Monday but Monday turned out to be a rather productive (and happy) day. Mousetan and I knocked off at around nine and we had dinner at Bugis. Even though I feel a little tired now, I know that at least I won't dread going to work tomorrow. I think I'm finally gaining some momentum (or more immunity) such that I'm actually feeling like I'm coping better these two weeks. It's been quite a long time since I felt I was coping. I think it was since January when I started struggling with having more responsibilities.

Am a little happier but I won't delude myself and say that I love work.

Work is still horrible.

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I haven't been doing much outside work. I have forgone my Aussie trip because of the project at work and have been just reading, using the computer, eating, sleeping and doing laundry. I hardly go out. When I go out, it's mostly because I have to go out. Rarely because I really want to.

I think I now understand what DH meant when he talked about wanting to go out yet being choosy with company.