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Made the final rush to clear work for the year before breaking for the rest of the year. It's the latest in history that I've stayed so late.

Time flies; year is passing by really soon and it'll be time soon to reflect on what had occured / achieved this year. A mixture of pleasant and unavoidable unpleasantness i must say.

It's slightly more than a month since my last run and I'm still in time with my run ; no deterioration of stamina though timing can be better.

Hope I can fall asleep soon; the running certainly keeps me on awakened considerably.

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One of the nights where the mind felt considerably stretched after a long battling day and returning from battlefield after dark.

I don't have much time to clear so I have quickly settle things before the break.

2 spells of slumber hit me just before I continued writing here. Time to recharge that mind.

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A peaceful Christmas has passed with quality time spent with dearie. Soon, the day is over and it's time to return to battlefield tomorrow. A lonesome road journey makes me feel that the seat beside me is unusally empty without dearie's company.

Good night world, and merry Christmas to all.
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One of the unusual nights that I would stay up a little later though I had done my pumping iron before dinner.

There's so much to do after 'silent hours' and yet so little time considering the longer hours spent at this, not so new battlestation. It's a little less noisy today but enough has been done for the day.

A week is going to be done very soon and I look forward to completing it and have my own weekend. Maybe it's the intensity that had somewhat 'silenced' my thoughts for the day. So long as I have done my part right, that is all that matters in the 9 hours spent within the 4 walls.

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The email server's behaving a little weird today so I had to get help from the support team.

Battling day is over afte hearing multiple launches from the SAM site right behind. A colleague had cleared the 1st paper in 1 attempt which adds pressure to me. I briefly shared with the guys from other departments as I tried to keep things positive and light-atmosphered. It works, but inside me, the effects are reversal.

I don't have much time left for preparation but it has to be done; the final attempt for this workyear before I see more problems arising in the new calendar year.

The mind remained disturbed with an unspeakable pressure right at the back of my head. Frankly, I have already grown weary of going back to that place to sit for the paper countless times. It is just that I either simplify this 'defeat' or do not talk about it at all.

So what did I bring home? A mind that's cooked in a pressure cooker and heavily bombarded by the SAM site that seemed to fire off like a malfunctioning symptom. It may sound too technical here, but it's just to save dearie from being 'radiated' by the details here so I decided to use jargons (pun intended).

With these challenges stacking up like Bloxx, I had sometimes thought if being a mercenary would give me better breathing air.

The survival continues.

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I appeared in a place which resembled AMK hub where there are shortcut links to the urban area / suburbs that I had picked up familiarity with soon after awhile.

Before seeing a few ex-colleagues like Indra, I was with this group of friends; a bunch of them were ladies and while guiding them through the route, the group of them took to their heels and went off in a running squad on their own; quite a shock to me as I thought everyone was on proper guidance.

The path to a 'waiting area' which seemed like a portal to Malaysia was actually underneath a flyover highway which was pretty aged, sturdy and one can see the water stains on the beams that hoisted the roads high.

I passed by this food court and saw those 'deserters' but couldn't be bothered much about them as they were not cooperative. Dearie was a little afraid when I told her that the shortcut back home was through a tunnel that is pretty dark. I guided her through and soon we found ourselves back home.

A moment later, I was seen guiding Indra and a few colleagues back to AMK hub, where the route from the portal lead us to the rear of the mall. It looked a little different; we had to climb down a flight of stairs and walking straight will pass by the mall's rear and eventually to the urban area while the bridge on the left (it has a very unique intersection architecture) will bring one to the town area.

Switchscene, I could now be seen driving through some dimly-lit alleys and talking to dearie about how I am able to help many people low-profilely to nab some hit-and-run motorist. As I drive now, I spotted the vehicle number of a hit-and-run culprit and immediately I could trace who it is.

Moving on, I saw myself driving into Bedok Reservoir area which now has become a hub for motorsports enthusiast and heavily tuned cars can be seen populating the area.

Eyes opened; slightly past 7am.

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