YO WHAT'S UP BABES. I'M BACK IN BUSINESS. Okay business in ALS Technichem has been too good, keeping me busy with work every second. Have 6 Seagate samples tomorrow for liquid particle counting. Reports have to be out by tomorrow so I've definitely gotta do O.T. I'm definitely looking forward to Wedneday when I'm OFF! Busy day though, gotta be at Lavendar at 830 am to take my passport. Some new policy insists that the owner of the passport collects it personally.

Anyway, sorry, to any of you, who were hoping that I would blog about my mundane life. Work makes time fly. It's like much faster when I do anything else. Lucky? Nah. Have a target of number of samples to complete each day and time never seems sufficient. My LPC lab tech has just taken leave all the way til next year, so the whole lab is mine. Actually it has sort of been for the past 2 weeks since I'm left alone. It's like 4/5 the size of ZHSS school lab; The catch is that it's all solely for my usage.

Oh, and I had a close to death encounter today. Or maybe I'm just exaggerating. Was stuck in the passenger lift of Tropical Industrial Building, 14 Little Road, at about 8:20 am. Together with 10 other colleagues which included my mom, we were stuck in the lift for 45 minutes. A male colleague and I forced the doors apart slightly to create a small gap for ventilation. Peeking through the gap, I noticed that we were about half a metre below basement level. The lift had gone down from the second level, past the first and the basement, down to where we were for 45 minutes. Fortunately there was a little reception and so my mom phoned the office to call the lift maintainence company which I heard was situated VERY CONVENIENTLY at Tuas. Half an hour later when they still didn't come we phoned the civil defence which was just down the road. A couple of male colleagues opened the outer door slightly with tools to allow air into the congested lift which preached about it's capacity of 13 passengers and 900 kg. Okay to cut this long story short, men clad in blue uniform arrived and we got 'rescued' out. Fortunately, no one in the lift was claustrophobic or prone to heart problems. Oh yeah and it was the ladies fortune that there were men there. I wonder how they would force the door open for ventilation without masculine help.

Okay this long post is to make up for not posting since I started work. I shall TMB* to blog.
*Try My Best
Can't acronyms get any more annoying?

18-21 December: Church Camp.

Goodbye friends.