As soon as I walked up into my nice little cubicle after 3 weeks in Aussie, I could feel the pressure on my shoulder. Of being the unofficial coordinator, having a disastrous project at that time didnt help me at all and apart from the warnings that I had before I flew home. And I was rite! There's a lot of digitizing to be done. Apparently all the engineers in S'wak were waiting for every single data to be vectorized. This is the first and biggest prelim study that we had apart from the groundwater thingy. My boss was so stressed up, dealing with all locals and trying to do the 3 months job in 1 month time. So, consequently, we were pushed to work harder than usual. Things that can be done in weeks needed to be finished up in days. We ended exhausting. And digitizing all the tiny-miny contours were not a happy job especially if u're working under pressure. The whole week passed fast, blur and exhausting. Here I am, so-called anaylst, doing a technician works. But then, I used to like doing it...

I even had to come to work on saturday. .. :(
But then, my sister and mother arrived, brought a little bit of spices into my turing-bored life. I had excuses to leave early, to go shop and so on because my mom is here.

After almost half a year being here, I'm so used to the nice boss, and somehow the pressure and tension kind of having a toll on him. He accused us of not doing thing faster, because we talked so much, and leave early. The truth is, we drained ourselves to bored, finishing the job in a week....even the slightest comments he made leave a burnt mark in me...and I was late to pick up my mom as I had to finish everything up before left the office. ON SATURDAY! ..

DUHHH!!!