朽木百哉のブォグ

I saw another guy who was also tendering his notice while it was already my last day.  Documents for clearance done, signed and ready to go but an accounts colleague was asking me about references to payments which have yet to be collected; I can barely recall to what those indicators refer to.

The other guy who was leaving had seemed to start off his own business in the jewellery retail trade; he's from a well-off family and had his fair share of fragging when he was around.  Certainly I had and am glad it's over.

Casual chats with colleagues, looking through some old stuff does remicise about the long history of the company but that's just for casual knowledge purpose.

Soon it was time to go; a replay of my final exit through that main door I had been walking through for the past 3/4 year.

A short nap turned out to be an entire night's slumber when I lay on bed at 9ish last night.  It was unexpected; while trotting my way to my usual bus stop to get home last night, the late hours are making me a little uncomfortable.  Overall still a great learning path for me, but if the hours creep late, it becomes disturbing.

Again, it's a reminder of when will I break out of this lifestyle to do what I really am happy about doing?  No matter how much I suppress it, there will always be intervals of when I will 'surface' to have a look at the goal, as if one is in a swimming competition.

It's for the sake of livelihood that I stay on in mainstream so I have to keep on going.

The ultra clot on the airway, unstoppable sniffing, runny nose after several late nights preparing for this 2nd barrier big day ended with a result that was to my great disappointment.

No doubt it was the first attempt, the red four-letter word on the screen after the examination was probably the reason that amplified the illness that I had already been experiencing since morning.  Ups and downs throughout the week without a night of decent rest.

Oh well, the day ended with a few phrases.  Defeat.  Shame, Sick and all the preparation had come somewhat to an abrupt fall into the crevasse.  Good news for my colleague who attempted and passed at the 1st attempt, thus avoiding wasting money on this paper.

I have to do this paper again.  With only 2 weeks' into the Time Compression Phase, I do not know if anyone can imagine how my evenings and weekends have been spent after leaving the battlestation - just pure mugging and endless mugging.  How long will this kind of lifestyle be on going?  Occasional breaks like last week will definitely be needed.

The most wonderful thing I had this evening was the company of my beloved angel.  It is to my regret that I am not in the pink of health to enjoy the evening with her till I am fully recovered.

The final night of preparation before the big day tomorrow where I have to clear the 2nd barrier, and then the 3rd.  All these has to be done by end of this month.

More intensive revision and trail papers done to get myself more familiar with the questions.  With the pattern of questions familiarised, the battle should not be too tough.  After clearing this barrier, I will have one final to clear before life resumes the normal path for me, both physically and mentally.

The body's not all comfortable as there are signs of rest and recovery needed, but I must hang on and clear this.

Alright, pit stop.  Also to buy some time to catch up with those revision which I had not been able to do so on a full-throttle basis the past few days.

Looking at the clock, I had spent literally more than 12 hours with the books though the pace was not constant in between; sometimes slow as I was visually distracted by a movie I had screened on the TV to keep me company while sometimes, the mind just wanders of elsewhere.

The bed and I had almost became one as I had sat on this place, shifting positions between the hours and taking the refreshment breaks occasionally.  Papers look more seasoned now after the various attempts on the different set questions that I had gone through.

Tough nights ahead but I must continue to hang on!

Ok it's back to the books for dessert evenings once again.  Immediately after dinner, I had to head back to my books.  Did a few chapter readings to refresh the knowledge before attempting at those papers.  The night before had been a late night as the mind was rather unsettled about all the revisons, anxiety (inevitable) prior to the paper. 

I had been told by Queen that this paper wasn't easy and there were people who attempted it 6 times and still did not clear it.  Oh well, words are words and it's not that I don't take them seriously, but it's also partially depending on which set of questions are given at the exam itself.

I should sleep a little earlier tonight.

The week had just returned to the battlestation week.  With shortened lunches (yes, eating alone perpetually), slightly longer hours, the time had been effectively filled.  I still have to juggle with the after battlestation hours to man that book which judgement day awaits me this coming Friday.

I just have to keep going though I had slept a little later than usual last night.

Without realising, I had fallen into slumberland quickly after I lay on bed the night earlier.  Made the usual journey to battlezone and reached earlier than usual.

With the amount of work, it's better that I reach battlezone earlier to clear rather than staying late.  Staying late certainly isn't a healthy habit.

I have to remember that the "dress down" practice here does not apply in practical; only verbal; so might as well prepare attires for the full work week.

Back to complete the rest of the battle week and I look forward to a run this evening.  Managed to do some considerable work and make my way back.

I should do some run to wean off the mental pressure tonight.