39.5

[jobatoh]

is the number of days I worked after subtracting the weekends and 1.5 days of leave. Counting them in, it's been 8 weeks and 2 days.

I'm free and I feel...

kind of sad?

Which people will probably find strange because the last time I talked about my job to anyone I was most likely complaining. And I take a large portion of it back now.

Maybe it's a

Comments

[anonymous]

AHH i'm reading ur blog on a hp haha and i just lost my previous long comment that i painstakingly typed on this tiny keypad: k i just wanted to try i'll post on a normal computer next time -suet

[anonymous]

ok sorry for the previous post, it didn't make any sense.

i get what you mean about quitting your job - my biggest regret was not continuing my first job, which, on hindsight, was one of the best and funnest i could ever expect. it's always like that!!! when you're at it you dream about quitting everyday. although i must say the day after i quit was indescribable happiness.. after which it slowly dies off into a feeling known as useless and poor. hahahha just concentrate on euro lah

[anonymous]

and your profile picture gives the impression that you're a smitten teenager who's half angsty and half in love

[jobatoh]

thanks man -.-. well since i only have 1 more year to be a smitten teenager i should treasure it i guess. (Though I don't see the angst/love thing at all!! Come on she looks SCARED)

[anonymous]

no i mean the 'we're gonna stay 18 forever' thing. NOT ALICE IN WONDERLAND LA. and your weird guygirl pic now. stop changing display pics.

[jobatoh]

ohhh that. nvm i'm changing it alrdy - too old to use it now -.-'''. And that's mulder and scully from the x-files!!!! it's NOT weird.