I have become a geriatric...

...and I've developed the need for a cane as well, apparently.

Obviously, this week is one where many students go back to school, and often to a living of freedom, sleeping in, drinking and going out - oh, and being surrounded by people their own age. I didn't really miss Western until I realized that the past 2 weeks have been the exact opposite of the life I used to have.

It has actually been less than 2 glorious weeks that I have been employed, and I love every minute of it. I always thought of myself as a "non-worker", but CGI has been absolutely fantastic! The office, the people, the location... I've even been doing some relevant work. However, this lifestyle has me yawning at 9pm, up at 6am and lacking the social life that I so carefully put together up til now. Emails are definitely the only form of communication, partnered with some msn chatting (since I get it at work). I spent my first weekend as a working girl sleeping, watching movies, shopping for work clothes and... well, there was some partying, but I was hardly up to my "hardcore" standards.

I am assuming (and hoping) that once I get into the rhythm of things, I will get used to only sleeping a few hours and actually going out on weekdays. I mean, when am I supposed to fit in extra currics, a boyfriend, a family, or even a life?? I'm not as alarmed as I sound, but that's only because I am half-asleep...

Monika out.