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If I don't post tomorrow, it would mean I'd have died.

Really.

For the past two weeks, I've been counting on half a bottle of wine a night just to put me to bed. The whole stress of starting a new job, plus the looming deadline, plus a whole alien living environment is enough to stress the shit out of anybody.

Today I walked into the apartment after another 15-hour shift and couldn't even be bothered to find a glass to pour the wine in - just drank straight from the bottle, like I'm practicing the drunken fist kung fu move.

I'm sure everyone's sick of my work-related meows but heck it, I'm meowwing anyway.

I worked through lunch just to get one of my models up and running - and after thinking I could take a short breather at 3pm, my boss ambles by and says

"You talk at the daily videoconference with Singapore tomorrow okay..."

My face literally crumples. Back at Bankerland, I NEVER was pushed this far this fast.

At the sight of my slack-jawed wide-eyed deer-in-headlights look, my boss responded, "Yeah.. just talk abit, okay? Hu hu hu..." and he actually chuckled at me freaking out before strolling away.

I stared stupidly at CPO Boy.

He just laughed.

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I hate cheaters. And playboys. And guys who think they're all that. And those who actually have the balls to assume that girls are heartbroken for them.

There used to be a time I scoffed at guys like that. That was in high school. Then I moved on to college and uni and onward, and suddenly, guys like that seemed hot, somehow.

Well, just to tell you, I'm back in the high-school territory again.

I scoff you.

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You know, the only upside I see in this is the prospect of regional travel - one that I never managed to undertake at Bankerland (in fact, as I tell people, I'd be lucky if I get to cross state lines!). The only silver lining is the frequent flier miles I can redeem so hopefully I get to go to London with him end of the year.

Yes, according to Eros Ramazzotti, whom I put on repeat nowadays, "What is life without a dream to hold?"

I love you and thank you for your support, dear. Never could have come this far without you.