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Wednesday, November 08, 2006 . 9:39 AM

Early Wednesday morning and here I am, sitting in the office and blogging. If only my boss can see me now. Yeah, he'll fire me for sure.

He's coming back tomorrow and the mouse (that's me) will have to play nice. I guess as bosses go, he's not that bad. I mean, true, he's not my best friend, but neither is he a fire-breathing dragon, a la Meryl Streep in The Devil Wears Prada.

I've sent out some resumes yesterday and hopefully will send out more in the days to come. I just feel like... I don't know. Maybe people can never be satisfied with what they have? This is a relatively good job - low stress, good pay considering the hours and relatively relaxed office environment. What else could I want right?

More... interesting things to do I guess. I know I shouldn't think like that since I have other commitments, i.e. the studies, but I can't help feelings bored. I need to be in on the action. I've got to see things happening! And I'm not seeing it.

Remember the arts event, I flourished. Even though I didn't have to do much except plead with everyone to turn up for the event. And do the poster. And make sure the video got loaded. And pack some goodie bags. It was still fun cos I can see the whole event unfolding. I know whether it is a success or not.

Call me superficial, but I just like to see results. What my efforts amounted to.

A year and a half ago I was so comfortable with the way my life's turned out. Now, suddenly, everything's in a mess. Aren't I supposed to get wiser with age? What happened to that?