All the young members of the team have been working late every night. At 11pm tonight, I was the earliest to leave.
In the run-up to Budget 2011 to be announced tomorrow, everyone's busy putting all their new launches / follow up reports in place. I'm supposed to launch a new report too, but I'm not panicking as much as CPO Boy (who can't decide on a CPO price), or Coklat Boy, who's company got suspended pending a corporate exercise which the whole world knows is a privatization, and which if it goes through, will see his current coverage universe reduced by 50%. (He has only 2 stocks at the moment)
The boss today joked that he could start writing his resignation letter as there is nothing left for him to cover.
So it is little wonder that Coklat Boy is heaving and panting to get one new company launched in a week.
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In a bid to build my fitness levels and get out of this fat rut I'm in, I am now a Platinum member of Fitness First, and have just thrown down over a thousand dollars for a personal trainer for 3 times a week for the next month. Coupled with the five hundred dollars worth of gym apparel, I've set myself back by so much just to lose 6kg, which is the difference between my current weight and my ideal weight.
Apparently one feels more energetic after a round of exercise at the gym, which I have not felt yet of course. Because I have been too busy squealing in pain everytime I move a joint in this creaking body. After 3 sessions, and I still feel like I got run over by a truck every time.
Or maybe its to do with the fact that my trainer used to train recruits in the Singapore police force for 9 years.
My mother is pleased - she thinks my sister's return for a holiday has influenced me to take up a much healthier lifestyle. But to me, nothing inspires motivation more than a belly that's getting flabbier by the minute. I am practically bulging out of my priciest cufflink shirts, and 3/4 of my dresses don't sit well on this lumpy frame.
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Weddings. Again. My college roommate just got married. My primary school friend just got married. What's with these people? Is it that easy to find true love? Where do you find the time?
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