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It’s been a long time since I last updated my little journal from home. Seems like the past couple of months I have developed this knack of updating my journal in office. I still remember the days when I refuse to go to sleep unless I’ve written something here, but it seems like with me getting older, the need to sleep early for next day’s work has made it difficult to really stay awake until 4 in the morning just to get an edition of the journal squeezed in. Oh well, life changes after all.

For those of you who’ve taken an interest in my note on FB, I thank you for your concern. The past couple of weeks have really been a testing period for me as I have to endure quite a tremendous level of stress and frustration. The strange thing is I still actually like my job, just that I’m not sure how much longer I could hold out for. It’s not the workload that stresses me out – in fact I’m enjoying the amount of work that I’m doing and the effort that I’m putting into the Speech Contest – just that it’s the emotional strain that’s giving me some troubles. Dealing with students is always a fun thing and something that I think I enjoy doing, but it’s the other things that make life more difficult than I think it is. Of course no job in this world is ever free of frustrations, so perhaps it’s either I to learn to deal with it, or I learn to deal with it. The good thing is I know I have some friends who will always give me the moral support that I need. Sometimes it’s through testing periods that you realise who your real friends are.

I don’t know if living alone is actually such a good idea, especially when I’m such a moaner. To have no one to moan to at home can be quite frustrating. I guess it’s times like these when I really hope to have someone by my side, to listen to me moan and perhaps just give me some encouragements of some sort – OK maybe primarily just to listen to me moan. I think I’m one of those people who could moan the whole day if I have the whole day.