3 weeks of work, in point form and in no particular order:

• Waking up without an alarm is a bliss.
• Friday is Mango Sago day and the day I wish to fly back to KL for a meal at TGIF.
• The chair that I stick my butt on for at least 10 hours a day cost at least SGD$1600 apparently. I have expensive butt *beams proudly*.
• Work life balance is a total bullshit.
• My waistline is expanding as I practically sit for the whole day and the only time I move is when I go out for lunch or go to the pantry to get my mochaccino/choco latte.
• Sitting beside a pregnant lady doesnt help at all as she's constantly sharing her unlimited supply of snacks with you.
• My boss actually photocopies stuff for me, instead of him making me to do all these things. I hope I dont get fired because of this.
• It feels great to call your director 'Steve', instead of 'Sir' of 'Mr. Blablabla'.
• I love the open culture.
• Surprisingly, I'm enjoying what I'm doing except the long hours T_____T
• Walking in heels kills.
• I slipped and scraped my knee. Damn the NIE slope.
• I think I should pick up Japanese. My Indian colleague amaze me by his extremely fluent Japanese when he saved me from a struggling call with a Japanese trader from Tokyo.
• I work with people from at least seven different contries.
• My big boss's writing is nothing better than a six-year-old's. So do I.
• According to other interns, my boss is quite cute.
  
• I wake up automatically at 6.40am on a SUNDAY.
• I swear that I'm gonna stay somewhere near my future work place when I graduate.
• My sad life depends on US and UK public holidays.
• My hypothesis about Singaporean guys are generally short is true.
• I wonder how much my boss earns.
• I hate Jurong East station.
• I made Angela's dog vomit.
• And I wonder when's the next time I post another update here.

Tata! (=