The Shaw technician arrived an hour early to replace our PVR. I was out of sync with my sleep last night. I couldn't sleep properly and I had my eyes barely open when I opened the door. It took him less than an hour to replace our PVR, show me the features of our new box and check everything else. There was still time to go back to bed, but I couldn't go back to sleep afterwards.

It's time to go to work. My cousins called me on my way to work. I was wondering what's up. I was wondering where they were going. They're asking me if I'm home. Ugh. I wish. I told them no, and that I was happy that I'm going to work. They said that they were on the way to the post office to pick up my cousin K's package. Hmm... what is it this time?

It's a Halo figurine. Wow.

When I reached the office, I suddenly felt like throwing up. I think I may have eaten something bad this afternoon. I need money right now, so I can't really go home. Thinking that my period is already unsatisfactory, going home will just make it crash to the pits. I need to be okay for next month.

Maybe I should test the waters how far I can get. At 6:30pm, I went to the washroom. I didn't throw up, but I was burping like mad. Now, this is getting silly. I returned to my desk and thought of 7pm. Time felt slow at 7pm, but I tried to hang on little by little. I managed to push myself to holding out at 7:30pm. I gave myself a pat on the back.

Now if I reach 8pm, I'll be super fine. I'm taking my break at 8:30pm and that means only an hour left of work til quitting time. I don't know why, but Friday is just unusual. How come it felt difficult? Was it really? It should've been a walk in the park. There are other factors weighing me down, I think. Time to move on.

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