it took me more than a day to figure out why i've been feeling fatigued since 8pm tonight, and it came as a surprise though it actually wasn't. okay, word of grammatical caution here, i'm typing this entry with a more-asleep-than-awake mind so forgive the grammar, worse, the punctuation.

so the reason was... of the happy hour. even after half a day's rest and the night's rest on the 18th, it seems to me that all that amount of sleep was simply not enough for my body. TOO LITTLE he screams, oh well. so it's little wonder i was getting all sleepy at 8pm but guess what; i decided to not sleep only because of the fact that tomorrow's a saturday and we all know that saturday mornings are perfect for sleeping in. so i'm not going to waste that oppurtunity, considering that this friday and saturday will be my last 'friday' and 'saturday' of my tour here. come to think of it, it's pretty depressing.

another thing i must must say is this: i was wondering why people work so hard sometimes, like what's the purpose of it all? to get the promotion, a compliment or something else? it gets worse when the person you're working for doesn't acknowledge your work or even recognise your efforts, but rather simply gives you the 'highest' grade second to one which requires a mandatory further effort, such as a testimonial. i've always been an advocate of the phrase "DO YOUR BEST" but honestly it gets tough doing so if whoever you're working for doesn't give you the recognition that your work deserves. and i say this as follower/ worker of one year plus; imagine those who have been working like cows and not have those who squeeze their udders even utter a simple word of thanks.

i said this this evening and i say it again, for records' sake and for those idiots out there: why bother working so hard when you're not even appreciated for it. if you don't get appreciated, screw it; just get bloddy used to it.