Oh, my work... You know, I really don't aim to complaint anything about work. I know, it is like dreaming work to all of you; student, trainee or whatever similar; it is kind of idle and easy while well-paid. Furthermore, my colleagues and bosses are quite nice and easy-going as well. Cool huh? Some will ask what the heck does stimulate me to complaint? Does it sound like paradoxical? Am I to much fastidious? Well, you are wrong my friends, I am not that gnarled!

The 3rd week working here onward, I keep dealing (or more accurate, to be told to do) with arranging documents. Boss has tons of folders of documents, I guess which include millions of miscellaneous things, that needed to be logically rearranged in order. There are agreements, contracts, student's study application forms, personal printed emails etc waiting for being category-based classified. I spent the whole time doing those stuffs plus some other various tasks. At first, with the well-paid salary, I for sure felt a lot of enthusiasm working here. But, life is not that easy. Hey, I've been trained in the field of Business Administration not in order to stay long consecutively arranging that messy files! Okay, you pay me and I work here. Fine. But please don't give me those boring tasks very often! I'm not that uselessly smugly style. I'm really willing to be given heavy work because I like challenging. I could be like workaholic if needed, I even can work from morning to early night, about 10 hours at the maximum, if being required. They are just totally fine to me because I'm young and motivated. The only suitable fettle I need is that the work flow should be more inspired, passionate and irresistible, otherwise I feel like gradually killing my motivation.

Anyway, this period of time is just a gateway to the futuristic job. Practical training is somehow like clichély compulsory duty that students are being given (sorry, I must be saying extravagantly, but it is still true, to some extent) without their own choices. And that's life. In case of graduation to be achieved, I must do it. So, just do it. I'm gonna get my real profession afterward. Things learnt from the current "draft" work don't relate to my past study at all, yet there will be no slogan like "applying knowledge into work" existing as every trainee candidates kept talking out loud to bosses when you are invited to a job interview. Apparently I must admit that the most beneficial positive side of this progress is that students could be able to get-to-know how a real organization's business operates. They would become familiar with handling office works. And, that's all. Maybe it was my fault to choose that office but it's quite hopeless seeking another one in this city. I'm getting stuck.

Two more working days then I enjoy my casual weekend again. Damn, now what I am most looking forward is just weekend.

Trustfully, I wish I could make time go anti-clockwise that I had choosen Design as my official study and my career as well. My big regret that is irreplaceable.