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The 8-Month Stretch

Posted by freddyteo on 11 July, 2006

The 8-month training is drawing to a close. Bittersweet. I can taste it.

Some 8 months ago, I drove all the way to the north to an unknown is(land) while All The Way To The North – 一路向北 – played in loops in the background.

I stayed at a condo I had found in the classifieds on the Internet. Too many people registered astonished looks at the idea. It’s a great place. I can never give myself enough pats for that decision.

I self-taught myself backstroke swimming. The sweetest taste of success was when I swum half the width of the swimming pool. Short, indeed it was. But the success was indeed sweet.

Swim of faith

Bitter days laid ahead. Weekends were my best friend. Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday blues were common.

I learn one thing from the Thank-God-It’s-Friday attitude: if you have it, the job is probably not-so right for you. My biological clock re-adjusted to a new schedule. Weekday mornings are spent with a bumper-to-bumper morning jam.

The morning crawl.jpg

The jam basking in the orange hues of the morning sun, peeking from the mountains ahead, accompanied by The Big Bang Breakfast Show with Fly Guy and Natalie on 89.95 on Fly FM.

The older trainees left. Work was passed down. New work was assigned. Work which was going to cost a lot of my time and my sleep and my time.

Older trainees' farewell

It was the new year. The start of 2006. The start of January. The start of a new year resolution.

Chinese New Year 2006

The start of the year didn’t take off too well. I was overworked. My overtime hours peaked to an unprecedented all-time high. Literally.

at-the-peak-of-fatigue.png

It even surpassed the preset upper control limit. It was a time when I had to go to work before dawn, and leave work when dusk fell. It was a time you ask “Why me?”

It was a time when bad things happen to good people.

One friend said,

Dude, too much overtime. Seriously.

My answer is: “You think I want ah??” But of course, I didn’t answer. It is during this time, you feel like reminding people: “I’m sorry. But I only have one body, two arms and two legs.”

Jam at Night

Your new year resolution put to the test. Better days were still ahead.

2 Responses to “The 8-Month Stretch”

  1. CurSed SOu| said

    Tralalala… wah traffice jam ar~~ Kerteh very very hard to get traffic jam one… worst ‘jam’ also travelling at 40 km/h nia~~ HEHEHeh. we know u dowan overtime one… sengaja only…cause ur reaction to that statement very funny~~ AHHAAHAHAHAHAHA

  2. freddyteo said

    Well, at least I don’t have to work overtime in the last month since the new trainees have arrived. They will have many dark days ahead.

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