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One May's Depression, coming right up.

Attachment's quite all right, but I can't help but feel that I'm not at the top of my game. Not yet anyway. I mean...I'm trying my best for now..the colleagues are friendly and all, the food's better than I had expected...but I can't help but get this "lopsided" feeling when reflecting back upon the day. Like...one of my marketing colleague mentioned, "you must really love books to love this job"....but I really like newspapers instead...hmm...and you get a couple of classmates asking "how did attachment go?" and you feel like answering, "good, except it might be better if I'm allowed to change it twice like you did".

Cynical man strikes again!

Will update a bit more next time...but now...

'Nuff said. Sleep.