Work.

Growing up, I have always wanted to work in a big building. I fancy those corporate look. Lifts that go up till 30 storeys high, people with black, grey and white attires going in and out of the building while holding their cups of coffee and numerous files. That was what I had envisioned through out my life. Fair enough, I got what I wanted but it is definitely more than that. There are 6 lifts that fly up till nth storeys but the company that I am working for stops at the 15th floor. There's a coffee shop situated there for people to have small discussions, meetings and quick lunches. The files that they carry with them contain valuable information that if those files went missing, their life would turn upside down. 

I am only going into my 5th day of my career life as of tomorrow but since I did my internship here, I know how things go down here. It is so weird that I am back here again because I don't recall being happy during my 6 months internship. I felt small, I felt intimidated and I felt stupid but because of those reasons, I made up my mind to apply back here with hopes, I can be better, improve my knowledge and not feel small, intimidated and stupid, again. I went in again, with flashbacks of not-so-fond-memories. 

I have no idea how long will I survive this time around, but I am extremely curious. The ones that are crazy, funny and want a normal life have left the company. I think I belong to those group but people around me have been telling me that once I get passed by the 3 years, I can quit and get my life back but come to think of it, 3 years is a long time. Hmmm. I'll take it as a challenge. So my daily challenge now is to wake up at 6 in the morning and be at the big fancy office by 8.30pm. Alright, challenge accepted...