Deprived of...

• sleep
• rest
  

I haven't gotten enough sleep, since I started work. It's taking a toll on my body. I look like a bitch. My eyebags are huge enough to fit my entire wardrobe, or even an entire Chanel boutique. My dark circles can beat the panda's eyes, ANYTIME. Panda sure lose, hands down, CONFIRM.

My shoulders ache as though I've been working in a construction site. My neck hurts. It feels like someone has placed an iron vice on it and clamped it down firmly in place. My eyes are straining to keep themselves open in the midst of meetings or when I'm in the car.

• love
• sayang

I need some loving. In dire need of it. Got no time for myself, got no time for my family. Granny's in the hospital. She's got some kind of inflammation at her pelvic region and she's bedridden for the past week. I haven't got the time to see her or even visit her at the hospital.

The only time I went there, I was too tired to talk, I had loads of things on my mind (all work-related) and all I wanted to do was just go back home to collapse on the bed and go to la la land. I still feel like that.

It's not that I don't like my job. It's tiring. Nothing compared to my internship. Internship got less responsibility. No need to meet the world, no need to prepare so many reports, no need to call here and there, got time to lepak with my friends and all even though the workload was kinda crazy.

• money
• clothes
• shoes
  

Who doesn't needs more money? Which gal doesn't needs more clothes, more shoes, more accessories, more whatever.

• car
  

I need a car. Desperately. So mum and dad won't have to wait for me to finish work, so they can go back home early, so I can drive myself around.

• own place to stay
  

I need my own place. Mum's grating on my nerves. Ask me to help her with her last minute stuff then tell me to sleep earlier while I'm at it. Like I DON'T KNOW I am lacking my beauty sleep. It's because of you CAN..??


I'm so in need of the above listed.

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I went for my first product training this morning. Boss told me last night, right before I left the office that training is at 8.30am today in Mandarin Oriental, KLCC. Freaking 8.30am. WTF man. Thank goodness they provide me with breakfast because I didn't have dinner the night before. I was too exhausted to even think of food. Drinking my favorite teh-o-ais-limau at the mamak requires more energy then I thought it would. What more I had to finish up work when I got back home.

The breakfast wasn't too bad. A serving of an assortment of fruits: honeydew, papaya, 1 teeny-weeny strawberry sliced in half (Boss got 3 halves..!!),half a kiwi and a small serving of honey and natural yoghurt. Had some freaking sour orange juice that really perked me up, and the main was some turkey ham with 2 eggs perched precariously above some kinda bread, served with caramelised onions and potatoes, bitter asparagus stalks and poached tomato.

I was quite full when I finished half the fruits but the turkey thing was so nice that I just polished off everything, minus the asparagus and the tomato.

The session wasn't too bad. Went site recceing at Cilantro after the briefing session.

Went back to Chinoz in KLCC for lunch with Boss and Client. Was starving again. Haha, polished off a serving of spaghetti with smoke duck, cherry tomatoes, carrots and more asparagus. Their mango fizz was dem bitter today. Why are you skimping on the mango when the consumers are paying for it? The amount you get is like 3000 times of the cost. Pet pet.

Finally left KL at 2.30 pm. It was raining cats and dogs. Strong winds were blowing rain in my face. Stupid cabbie wanted to charge me RM50 for a ride back to office. Some more wanna give me a stupid reason: "We all very busy la." MAHAI. Like I'm not busy. Like I'm not working my ass off. Better you go and rob the bank la. Drive cab wor. Go con some other people who are stupid enough to pay that amount la.

I'm so dem tired. I can't wait to go back home and sleep. And I thought tomorrow is Wesak Day, I thought I'd be able to sleep in until god knows what time and wake up without having to worry about delivering reports to my client in freaking KL. Sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

*Prays that I don't have to work on Saturday*
*Prays hard that client will accept the proposal I've spent my precious beauty sleep time on*
*Prays super hard that all media titles will be kind enough once they see my face during media drops to feature all the press releases*

I just wanna go for a holiday. And it's only week 4. And he wants me to handle more accounts. Is that a good or a bad sign?

And my phone's working up on me. Sayang cannot call thru half the time.

Enjoy Wesak day people. I might be working on that day.