Sleep is Overrated
I did overtime on my very first day of work. And not just any overtime, we're talking being at the office until 1 a.m. There I was, typing away about my visit to the Ayala Museum, beating the next-day deadline.
It was a bit extreme after two months of waking up at noon, spending the entire day staring off into space, and getting intimate with late-night TV when everyone else was asleep.
But now, I really wouldn't have it any other way. Right at this moment I'm actually in the office doing some last minute revising, rewriting, researching for the September Beijing special.
Without so much as an exhale, we will plunge right into the October line-up for next week. It gets addicting after a while. My body loves to relax during lazy Sundays, but my mind is looking for its natural, high-strung, stressful state.
The thing I miss most though, are my beloved movies. I am so behind. I haven't even seen Mr. and Mrs. Smith, or War of the Worlds, A Very Long Engagement or Batman Begins. What was the last movie I watched? It couldn't have been 2046, that was ages ago.
It was a bit extreme after two months of waking up at noon, spending the entire day staring off into space, and getting intimate with late-night TV when everyone else was asleep.
But now, I really wouldn't have it any other way. Right at this moment I'm actually in the office doing some last minute revising, rewriting, researching for the September Beijing special.
Without so much as an exhale, we will plunge right into the October line-up for next week. It gets addicting after a while. My body loves to relax during lazy Sundays, but my mind is looking for its natural, high-strung, stressful state.
The thing I miss most though, are my beloved movies. I am so behind. I haven't even seen Mr. and Mrs. Smith, or War of the Worlds, A Very Long Engagement or Batman Begins. What was the last movie I watched? It couldn't have been 2046, that was ages ago.