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Monday, October 17, 2005

:: So Many Things To Blog About, So Little Time :: 6:40 AM

Been really, really busy this past 2 weeks. No thanks to work piling up on me these days. Stupid oil prices keep rising, all thanks to the ultimate American Idiot. Everytime the bunker price rises, it means another week of slogging for me. And as if I don't already have enough work to do, I have all these endless meetings to attend. We are launching a new system to take effect in April. Since all the people in NYK are masters of Qigong, everything is pushed to my department. KNN. We are not as free as people think OK? We are already monitoring the current system and that gives us enough headaches. Add on a new one that we are as unfamiliar with as others and it will be even worse. Plus, it's unstable and takes forever to process a simple command. And I'm the one who has to key in ALL the data, do the initial uploading and maintain it in the future. Fucking hell. I'll be practically living in the office with all the overtime I'll have to do.

And on top of all that, I still have to generate my reports, maintain all my databases and answer all the bloody enquiries from the bloody morons called Manila pricing team. What did I do in my previous lifetime that I have to endure this shit? Why do I give access for them to view my databases and yet they can't bother to consult it? They think my stuff is there for show isit? KNN. I spent half my time updating it and they can't be bothered to at least check in their before asking me something that is already IN THERE? I might as well take away all their access rights since they never seemed to USE IT. At least I won't be pissed if they ask me something moronic again if I know they don't have access to the data in the first place.

All this meetings I've to attend is just delaying me from doing what I'm paid to do. They last the whole day and I hardly gain any constructive knowledge from it. It only gives me more headaches, work and worry cause I don't have the time to complete my reports or even read all my emails. There'll be another 2 whole days of meetings for me lined up this week and I have to send a report up to Tokyo by Friday. Means I only have ONE FUCKING DAY to compile a report usually done over the course of 2 WEEKS. Think I'm superwoman isit? Now, I can only start work when people in my office are KNOCKING OFF. All because of the bloody meetings hindering my productivity.

All the work got me so stressed out that I was nauseous on Friday thinking of all the work I have to do this week. So I went a little crazy and bought this:



It's an IDog!



It can move in time to your music, act as a speaker and provide you with entertainment when you flick it's tail. And no, it does not move. I was mighty disappointed when I found out. Yes, it was an impulse buy. I've just got to have it at that time. Now, it's just meh.

Also, I bought this:



I really do need this cause my IPod is getting to the state where it's scratched beyond recognition. The material's nice but it's very expensive!

As always, I don't have the time nor the energy to blog about the 'fabulous' weekend I had. So many things to blog about, so little time to type it out.


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