This whole week has been nothing short of maximum stress.

Shuttling between Catering 1, 2 and the Finance department was no easy feat! It was a 15min drive from one place to another. Thanks to Winston, our beloved team leader cum senior driver, who did his best to fetch us around. I have circled the whole airport countless times this week, cruising at 100km/h.

So, why so stress? Somehow, someone thought that I am superman, and allocated me sections that would require much more time than 1 week. As a perfectionist who hates leaving a knife in my ass, I tried my best to finish as much as I could, but to no avail. Right now, I'm learning to live with thorns in my flesh.

I'll be moving out next month, all thanks to my landlord. Moving house right in the middle of peak is no joke. Last time, I moved house right in the middle of 'A' Levels! Where's the place installed for me? One of the hated activities in my life is to relocate. This is probably the 15th time I'm moving in my life in Singapore, an average of 1 relocation per year. As the news broke to me, I felt weak, I felt disgusted, and my hands trembled. Yeah, now you know that I'm weak..