Geez. I guess Rx has broadcast to the whole world what I am up to lately..
Yup, Being an intern. I won't mention which company, the jobs I do, how I spend my time, and what's the pay, people, etc. Dun wanna breach the confidentiality/privacy stuff... zzzz. Sounds all hush-hush yea? Hahaha but sadly, im not interning for James Bond, Tom cruise or Iron man. Would love to, though.
All I can say is that, its really cold in the office. Its so cold, I actually use my shawl to wrap around my HEAD and shoulders to keep my ears and arms warm. I seriously look like a Muslim woman with a headress. Plus, my shawl is the same God-damn awful shade of brown a Tibetan monk wears on his body.
I look like some sad, shivering lump of flesh with brown outer covering.
Not that it matters much inside here anyway, cuz the office is practically empty. I only have the company of the secretary, a potted plant, and a mini water-fountain that makes the only noise in the office. With no msn, nor the ability to play music freely, my new friend is that withered plant sitting behind me. I wonder how Mr.Plant feels...
Ahhh... my new cupboard is finally arriving tmr, can't wait!! After rounds of bickering and negotiating with my dad ( who still thinks that investing anything above $200 for a cupboard is sooooo not worth it, even for his CHILDREN) i finally get my own cupboard. Gonna stash away all my figurines and books and stuffed toys. heh, will be able to have a room-warming soon, i hope.
Each agent, wittingly or unwittingly, is a producer and reproducer of meaning... it is because subjects do not know what they are doing that what they do has more meaning than they know. --- Bourdieu---
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