Officially a working adult

No longer on Facebook much nowadays.

No longer any uni days and able to walk around the mall at 10:00.

My student ID only expires December 2014 though, and if that's not something to celebrate, then I don't know what is.

You know you're becoming an adult when :

1. You start reading up on bank accounts and wishing you had enough to open a FD account

2. You look into insurance A LOT

3. You know how much you have for EPF and SOCSO monthly

4. You know EPF is KWSP, and SOCSO is Perkeso (Google helped a lot)

5. Checking LinkedIn a little more than you should

6. There's no time for Twitter (remember the times you said you'd secretly tweet at the office?)

7. There's no time for lunch!

8. You actually stay in the office until 20:00

9. You start using 20:00 instead of 8pm

10. You dread Wednesdays because your friends made badminton a weekly thing on Weds nights

11. You can't wait to go home straight after work and get that good night's rest

12. And the worst part? You start declining all weekday night activities and rather cuddle up in front of the tv for an hour before heading to bed at 22:30

(And when I say "you", I meant me. I guess not everyone does the above things, but well, meh, that's currently me. There's a lot more to the list where I never thought I'd do in my early 20's.)

Okay. Current status: Boring working adult.

Much has happened and much has changed

So much has happened since the last time I blogged.

Done are the intern days in Prestige and here's to the first week of this full-time position as a management assistant at CIT. No longer a student. The world now welcomes a brand new boring working adult.

Here's a short update for the past few weeks:
1. UCSI days are all done with the last day of intern on 30 April.
2. It's not that I don't fancy Korea, I'd just rather choose countries that speak English.
3. Loving Broga Hill. Need hiking shoes. Need more stamina. Need to stop being afraid of heights.
4. Thinking of rollerblading.
5. Still an introvert here. I'm boring (not "bored", to all you grammar nazis out there) but I'm loving it.
6. Looking forward to Saturdays.

Things had been crazy. Growing up has been a hell of a journey.

And guess what?

It's only the beginning.

Life is gonna be fun.