i work from 8.30am- 10pm every day for the past few days now. I havent made a scene about it.so i thought if you try to hide it long enough, it would go away.



the cabbies that have been driving me home these days make the best part of the day. the driver today was telling me how he is still keeping his marriage for the kids' sake. driver yesterday was telling me how he made a huge loss with his stocks during the last financial crisis and had to shut his businesses at vietnam to cover the numbers.

every single day, i hear stories about people's lives and i love it. i love it because im so sick of mine. when its my turn to tell, i would always start with a 'i am an auditor' and end with almost the same way i begin.

its not that i hate my job. i just regret that it deprives me of a story to tell. its just sad that at the end of the day when we are asked to tell our life story, its no better than what we tell our potential employers, what we put on the resumes, and what we call work experience.

i dont wanna be working so hard. but i have to. i wish i could tell you that im happy and the year started well. but today, i really am just depressed and i dont wanna hide it. i have been pretending to like work all day long. so let me whine about it now.

im tired and im depressed. welcome to audit cp. welcome to the end.


goodnight.