Feeling so bloody uncomfortable right now. I blame it on my eating disorders; either I don't eat at all, or I eat too damn much and too quickly.
Feels like tissues and cotton wool are being stuffed in my lungs and stomach and I really really feel like barfing. This is crap.

Anyway, I'm perpetually tired and dozing off at work when I'm in the midst of writing something. Doesn't help when my supervisor sits opposite me. I can't even count the number of times I had to cut up smaller pieces of paper and then pasting them over the mess I made. Reminds me of the time I was doodling in my sleep.. drawing a benzene ring during crazykhoo's gp lesson.
This is gonna sound unbelievable but I assure you it's 101% factual. I spent a total of 20 mins hibernating in the toilet cubicle. Sleeping that is. 10 mins in the morning, 10 mins in the afternoon. Don't ask me how I did it because I just did.
Work's so fuckin boring. It's worse than having to sit through 3 econs lectures straight. You should see me dash out through the doors of that god forsaken place when the clock hits 6. With daily practice, I think I might emerge top 3 of a 100m race.
This is how it is everyday.
4pm: All work's done. Act busy by answering phone calls till whenever, twirlling in my seat, doing whatever that keeps me awake.
530pm: My 15 mins toilet break.
545pm: Pack up my stuff and shut down the computer.
550pm: Write my timesheet.
555pm: Creep towards the door and adious. I'm gone.