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cassandra, average sixteen year old.

I am an aspiring fashion designer.
My moods change every five minutes.
I tend to be socially awkward around people.
I love snowboarding and shopping.


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Tuesday, June 08, 2010 @ 2:20 pm

Coming Back.

It's great there's no school this week, but there's the dreaded work experience. Oh and before I begin, I apologize for not posting earlier because it's been heck of a week and same goes for the week after this week - assignments are due one day after another. Oh tell me about it.

Anyway, it's now day 2 of work and I've just finished lunch with about 20 minutes to spare. It's been an awfully tiring 2 days of work and another 3 more to go. Okay mom, I get your point - School is way better than work, despite not getting paid. An office job, oh boy. But listen, I'm only agreeing with the fact that you have a very, very, boring job and quite honestly, I'm wondering how can you and dad go to work everyday, not feeling dreadful? However, I never wanted an office job. I've always been emphasising my point, 'specially at dinner where I constantly say, "I don't get why you guys would continue to work if you hate your job" or, "I would rather get an average pay but do a job I like than do a job I hate and get a high pay". Since the beginning I've been expressing my hate for office jobs, sitting behind a desk and typing away for 8 hours. Well, ironically, here I am, doing the exact same thing.

(I'm getting annoyed with my chipped nails, I feel the need to fix them.)

To everyone who's expressing their boredom with their jobs, I feel your pain. I don't even know how I'm going to survive for the next 3 days. The mornings are fine, they kind of past fast but after lunch is when the horror starts.

Usually around 3:30pm I'd be on a bus home from school or doing something, and when I'm on the bus, I sleep. So, well, after hours of typing and facebooking, I'm bored. (Yes, even with facebook) I get more and more bored by the hour and start to slack off and stare into the room my boss supervisor is working in. I keep watching the clock for it to go faster but it goes slower, and slower, and slower. Then finally it hits 3:30 and I'm practically staring into a word document on the screen, thinking about what I would be doing at this time on a normal day. You can guess what happens next...

If you guessed, "Fighting the closing eyelids", ding ding ding, you're correct. 3:30pm, everyday (I'm guessing till Friday too) is the time when hell starts. I'm bored, I'm not doing anything and my head is on my hand. Slowly, my mind starts to drift off and before I know it, my eyelids are closing on me. Literally, closing. You probably have no idea how much energy, and determination it takes to try and keep them open. I let them go for a second, they close. I leave them closed for another second and I start to fall asleep. It's horrible. And if you're wondering, "Why not take a short 5 minute power nap?" The answer is, "It's because it won't be a 5 minute power nap, but 4 hours of my head on a desk with my eyes closed until work ends." That's how bad it is. But that hell period lasts for about 15 minutes and if I do have something to do then, the chances of it happening are highly unlikely. Good thing is, once I get through that 15 minutes, I'm all wide awake again. Oddly enough. Oh and if anyone was suggesting coffee, I don't drink coffee.

Quite honestly, the people are nice and they're always worrying about whether I'm bored. Well, honestly? Yes but seriously, how much fun can I expect how of an office job? And I'm actually already grateful I get to sit here for 8 hours, facebooking and blogging and doing some work. Yes, I still work.

And... I'm guessing the last 4 hours are passing slow again. Well, it was expected. Another 4 hours of being an anti social trainee sitting in a desk in a corner... and some rather weird awkward moments. I still remember myself screaming and jumping with joy yesterday once I walked out of the building to make my way home. FINALLY. After a long day. And oddly enough, time at home passed so fast I didn't want to sleep because if I did, 5 minutes later, I'd be woken up to go to work again and the whole ordeal repeats itself. At least my light bulb was lit up a little brighter today - I remembered my candy and snacks.

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