*NOTE TO SELF*

Having finally started working for a few months now, I noticed how time zips by ever so sliently...

Even every now and then, people around continue to exclaim in astonishment when I tell them I have joined the work force for 2 months now.

Hee... Before I know it, I'll be 30 years old!

I am really growing to like my job more and more each day (Even though the SAI GANG "Otherwise known as shit jobs" continue to seek me out ferociously)

But at the same time, I have grown alot simply from the process of adapting to a full working like as compared to the previously carefree like I led as a student.

For a start, I iron my clothes every day.

I cut my hair every 3-4 weeks (properly this time!) and at least pretend to style it every morning.

I have now kept my room spotlessly neat for 1 and a half months straight, spending close to an hour each Sunday to sweep and mop up my room. I believe the routine helps me be more neat, tidy and organized (and eliminates shabby-ness!)

I am planning to join a gym so that I can skip lunch on certain weekdays to go run instead (this is to help me improve my energy level so that I can always stay alert)

I can go on and on, but nothing counts if these changes I made to my life don't became a habit I keep for the long term, which I seriously hope it does!

In any case, having started work for real has also finally taught me a thing or two about my R/S with KJ. I've always thought of her as a mini-Wondergal for her ability to juggle me on top of all her work obligations. Now I know just how much more credit she deserves for managing everything despite the hectic workload...

Sorry for the meaningless verbal outpour, but I'm too tired to make anything I write entertaining...