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Tuesday, October 06, 2009
The hustle, bustle, the ride to ORD. It seems like a long journey that is finally coming to a close, though in my context it can be summed up as the MRT trip from Pasir Ris to Joo Koon. The twilight of my roller coaster ride in green, and er, white as well. The days in the office are numbered, and so is the amount of work that is facing me.
Come next week, it would be my 4 week preview to civilian life, before it really hits me that is. The coming 2 weeks see me going through single day work weeks, while I'm on leave for the entire 3rd week. 4th week would erm, take care of itself I would simply put. The 'pink' pastures await I daresay. C'mon IC, the government has kept us apart for far too long.
The final stretch, the sprint to what's gonna be a whirlwind 3 weeks after that. Looking forward to it? Hell no, but hey, it comes with ORD!
Oh bother.
Mumbled @ {9:18 PM}
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