what's life without work?

I need a life-sized whiteboard.

So that I can note down every single thing I have to do, whether at work or personal, and not forget a single thing.

Because there's just too much to remember.

It was until yesterday when I came home, deadbeat and slept on the sofa for four hours without even bathing, that I realised I am really tired. Tired in the sense that my energy levels are really depleted for the day. I'm not hating my job, in fact, I quite like it. I don't feel resentful to have to come into office every working day.

I'm just tired.

Day after day of rushing out this and that, and eventually realising it's kind of neverending. :(

Kudos to all the mothers who work and take care of their children at the same time. It's tough man.

Do I really want to have this kind of life when I start work? It seems inevitable in Singapore's society. Everyone's doing it. So should I, right?

What will life be then?