It felt weird going to work on a Friday night. I was rushing against the traffic and everyone was on their way home to relax and I am awaiting the "doom" I am going to get on my first day in the Ops floor.

After almost 8 hectic hours, there were no more calls on queue. The sun is peeking outside. I can see it through the wide windows overlooking Makati. My back is longing for my bed. I am going home on a Saturday morning. My day is just ending and other people's day is just beginning. I felt weird. It's ok coz I know I am weird. I'm so tired. I feel lightheaded.