It has been that long.
Perhaps I just want to pen down something to look back in future.
My teacher asked me last night how long have I been there.
I said it felt like a year when I have only been there for merely a week.
Not that I am scared.
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Or perhaps I am scared.
Scared to bring something home which ultimately my elders and my young ones at home are those that bear the consequences.
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I also don't like how the whole thing worked.
Perhaps working on my own without the need to handover for years provided me too much comfort.
Not to mention that there was hardly any moment that I am dry, like literally.
Soaked from the sweat from non-aircon area.
Soaked for that I showered after work, upon reaching home and before bed time.
Soaked if I have to leave the cubies area to collect stuff I have to do additional showering.
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Come to think about it.
Perhaps I shouldn't have perm my hair but instead just cut it short.
It will be more manageable as compare to now.
Even though I personally preferred long hair.
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The past week has been really long and daunting, or rather past 2 days (yeah and yup, for the bad partner that was given to me).
My boss has been texting me more frequent than previously, not sure if he is worried, feeling not used to empty office or what. But I appreciate his texts.
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I can't complain too much, I mean, ultimately, someone HAS to do it (just that a lot of people would wish that the person is not "me"?).
And like I have said, if no one do this, then ultimately everyone would suffer. Imagine the community spread and stuff, and it might even hit our love ones. That was what I have told my boss when he felt bad for the deployment but I think it is alright. All for the better good.
So..... Can't and shouldn't be complaining.
