This week is done... finally!

Well, this week is not as hectic as my previous days, but still I got sick on Tuesday coz I played too much. When things supposed to be work smart, play smart, well my last weekend was more like a harder play and even harder work. Yeah, touché, this week is so damn full with final artwork of various outdoor (which is huuuuuge sized) media for HSBC JCo promotion.

At first, how I drooled while I looking at those donut and Jcool drinks. But as more and more revise come down and piling on my desk, I lost my appetite.

As I wrote my project time sheet, I count all those final artwork I’ve done; it’s more than enough to kill my appetite and all of them done in less than three days. Sick!

So, I am sick. Fever, finally decided to rest for a day. I only attend at the office for half-day. It was on Tuesday. At least on that day, all those final artworks are done, so at least I don’t have anything to worry about.

Talking about getting permission to leave early at my new office, it’s so lame. I had to go to and fro, from my building to next building. First, I go to the 3^rd floor by stair to my group head, she said ok. After she said ok I’m going down to 1^st floor, I tell my senior AD, she said ok too, but she asked me to tell the GA. The GA was at the next building, so I go there walk some steps and talked to her, I want a permission to leave early. She pulled out her binder, she gave me a form to fill and later to signed by my higher up, superior, higher authority, high function, whatever you call them.
So, I went back to my building, go up to 3^rd floor by stair again, asked for her signature, went back to 1^st floor and go directly to the next building.

This is a real torture. Not to mention I had to deal with my-so-called AM’s attitude which according to my hyperbolic evaluation is a real sentiment and sarcasm-related.

I was asking for my group head signature only, no one else. She cornered me with her “What now?” question. I’m sick, dumbass. Jeez, it’s not like I’m going for a party or some clubbing.

I went home and get some rest. Although my body seems to having a little trouble to have a nap, that moment doesn’t seem to last long enough.

I fell asleep in an instant. I don’t nap that long. Let see, I sleep at around 4 pm and I woke up at 6 or so. Feel a lot better.

The next day, I go full day. Of course, go home still quite early. I did it on purpose, I still needed some rest. I’m not fully healed yet.

So, go home, eat, take a bath do some things before I go to bed.