At last..

It's my last day at the bank. I'll be officially ending my internship today. Unofficially, they have offered me a part time post while i study. Supposed to chalk up points. But i'm so tired. Is the money worth it?

I had a filipino girl whack my left jaw with a stick. It was painful. She was sweet thought. Kept wanting to "make it up" to me. Right. I just told her that i would sue her under the pretext of her causing grievous hurt.

I have absolutely nothing to do at the office. Which is why i'm updating my blog right now. What can i write about? As if my creative literary juices have not been tainted with all the rudimentary finance crap they make me do here.

My little enclave here, at the office, is made up of about 10 people. 7 of them are "Phone Banking Officers" which basically means that they answer calls from our corporate and retail customers who call in. The other 3 are my manager, my other supervisor and my fellow intern E.L. i like my desk. the walls surrounding them are made of some soft wood thing so i get to thumbtack posters and postcards around my table. I have 3 green T-rexes, free gifts from the Kid's meals i buy downstairs at Burger King. i've decided to give them away to my managers. I have my calender, complete with the bank's logo which i use to mark out dates and countdown the days to my freedom.

I'm going to miss it here..