Listening to Fort Minor - Remember the Name
on mc at home for URTI.
had wanted to do some cleaning up of my room but that sounds like it will make me more sick cos my room is not exactly dust free.
rotting in front my my PC then. as usual.
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everyone at home is very happy when i told them im going to try applying for the spf. my dear buddy is going too.
the last straw that made me decide to go was when i had to do all the sai gang while someone else takes the credit.
or was it that...
someone complained that i didnt do Sunday's calibration for them while i was on Sat's shift, juggling 6 analysers like an idiot, wishing i had 3 more brains and 6 more pairs of hands.
i cant even survive doing my own work and looking after computing bench and fixing the darn centrifuge gripper that refused to let go of the bucket.
and darn. the centrifuge is bigger than my size when i squat down but the mechanics and the tiny parts of the gripper are so unbelievably delicate.
clear Sun's cal for them as well? wait long long also no have.
or was it that...
i cant fit into the big shoe and the tall hat that they have for me.
i cant remember. too many reasons to just go.
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