I'm back at my less stressful; nice-smelling office.

Felt a bit redundant of me, no place for me. Not trying to sound pathetic, just a matter of fact.

So many things on my mind, I don't know where to start from. Yup, I'm feeling stressed over my Marketing attachment. And Boss mentioned some presentation after the attachment; oh f i hate it. Urgh. Haven't felt such stress for a couple of months, doesn't feel good. I guess I haven't been doing anything meaningful since I moved over to Azalea. I miss Ops. I can't help, but compare. And I thought I seriously sucked at the previous position; my supervisor then must have felt damn disappointed ):

A mixture of feelings; I can't describe and put into words.

I spent half of Sunday afternoon at Haw Par Villa with bf. I remembered and I guess it used to be a must-visit location in the eighties/nineties(?), when I was still a small kid. I remembered climbing up and down the many statues there, and papa taking pictures of us. I think ah ma was there too. Maybe should dig out some old photos to relive some memories. Now, it is SO rundown; the yellowish signboards, pathetic-looking stone benches, greenish algae-filled waters/ponds and statues that looked like they'd really gone through decades. I supposed it hasn't been maintained for quite a damn long while, no wonder it's free admission now. Oh but then we paid a dollar each to walk through this eerie-looking tunnel which shows the ten stages/punishments that the evil dead goes through after death. Oh well, I hope I won't go to hell, seemed so painful.