Time

It’s funny how time seems to slow down and crawl at a ever slower pace when you want a certain time to arrive. Like I’m waiting for work to end and boy is it killing me. The last time I checked the clock, it was 1708. After an eternity and reading yet another page of some online book that tells me how great leaders are great, I checked the clock and it was 1709. like seriously. I got distracted by CX and we had a nice conversation about where she was meeting Z and how she was meeting him etc, and when I looked at the clock, it was 1711. so I decided to try blogging at work which really isn’t blogging since I am essentially writing into word as I cant access blogger, msn, meebo, ebuddy and the whole list of online chat services available to mostly the rest of the world. I hate not being part of the rest of the world. I am not a rebel, i'm an accountant, how rebelious is that.

When I checked the time again, it was 1714. Am I ever going to be able to go home. I seriously doubt it and I think 1730 will never come about. It’s one of those things that you know is going to happen but you don’t know when it’s going to happen. Like when someone told me she’s going to make a million dollars, I looked and her and thought to myself, sure! It’s a matter of time, work for 100000 years and you’ll get 1 million dollars. A trader in London had a 50 million pound bonus. Some wise crack decided to go calculate how long it’ll take a bus driver to earn that amount and it’ll take a bus driver in London roughly 2000 years to earn what that dude earned in one year.

It is now 1718 and I’m still not packing up. It’s too damn early to pack up and it’s too damn late to start work. I really want to end this on a good note but I don’t want to end it after 1730. Now it’s a race against the clock. After I’m done with this verbal diarrhea, I have to save it and send it to my email account so I can access this document when I’m home and hopefully post it on my blog. But then it’s 1720 and time is running out. Knowing how biased I am, I’m sure I will find some way to end this before 1730. But then again, I might be wrong. The time now is 1720. I wrote 3 lines in less than one minute. How slow time passes.

I think I’ll call my senior tomorrow. Not because I want to talk to her. Not because I think she’s the cutest thing I’ve seen in a long time. Not because I want to get closer to her. Not because I am hoping she’ll notice me. But because I am bored. I finished 2 books in the office today, make that a summary of 2 books today, I’m done with all my online learning that I am supposed to finish before the end of my internship. I have nothing to do and who better to ask for work from than someone who I am going to go back to work for in 1.5 weeks time. Yeap, I’m auditing the same company under her guidance for the finals. How exciting is that, maybe I’ll accidentally on purpose ( copyrights to by) get her msn. Maybe but probably not.

By thinks that channel 8 has infringed on her copyrights as the new channel 8 show has Felicia Chin staring as bao bao and has a business called xiao bao. The time now is 1725. CX just asked me what am I doing, she just announced to the whole world that I am blogging. Fantastic. Talk about rob-tle-ty. Hahaha. No offense there. It’s damn off to OFFend some one.

Okay, it took me roughly 2 minutes to make that lame joke. The time is 1726. and I’m going to shut down my laptop. Seeya tmr and wish me luck.