It’s my last day at this one week graveyard shift. I survived it again, but barely alive. I know that I don’t really have that much tasks as compared to when I’m working on a day shift, but for some strange reason, I feel more stressed this way. Not just physically. And I can’t seem to point my finger at the reason. The working hour (9pm-6am) is not the problem. I’ve worked at this schedule before at my former job. Hmm, but I guess it’s different there. I was with everyone on the floor then. I take my break with my team and gab with them every few minutes, unlike here that I spend almost my whole 9 hours in front of the PC. And not to mention the creep I’m getting from staying in this very dark, quiet and cold office hall. Hehe. I’m so tired. And I can tell that sleep is not the only remedy. Waah. What’s wrong with me??

So, anyway, I’m your ultimate graveyard survivor! Congratulations to me! Goodluck, rom, on your turn next week. Hehe. And have a good weekend, everyone. Til another week of our a$$-workin’ and blog-rantin’. Haha! We work, then we rant. This routine doesn’t really make sense, does it? :)