last january, i thought i had the longest work day when i worked for about 30 hours straight. this week, however, was probably the longest week in my 22 years of existence. i have never felt so tired my entire life.
i have always wanted to attend the intermediate english skills training that our company offered. i missed my slot last year and i dearly love the subject since i was in grade school so i requested to the project training coordinator to have me enrolled in the course this month. it was a three-day course (8:30-5:30 pm), and i was on the 4 pm-12mn shift this week, so i thought it was okay. i thought that if i still needed to get some work done, then maybe i can give a few hours for it after the training. little did i know that along with the storms that pestered the country this past week, comes the flood of a ridiculously large number of tickets to our team. talk about wrong timing.
because there is so much to do, i ended up working full hours (even overtime) after training hours, while taking extra care that i get to class on time the next day because of the attendance rules. if you're over 30 mins late, you can't finish the course and you have to again have yourself enrolled to another class in order to continue. fortunately though, our instructors were very understanding; one of them even said that it's okay if i doze off on her, although i really couldn't do that since she's always making us laugh. i also found two new uber-dependable friends, lem and marijo, who would always watch over me while i sleep in the pantry during breaks. haha!
while friday was the last day of training, and supposedly saturday is a day for rest, i really did not get to rest as much as we got stranded in the office after the friday night/saturday 'morning' work and believe it or not, i still had to wake up (i really tried to get some zzz's in the office since i was drained) at 5am because i'm one of the secondary sponsors' in my college friend's wedding which was to be held at the oh-so-glorious-that's-really-really-early-for-a-wedding time of eight-thirty.
i'm still alive though. even though this was the most tiring week ever, i can still say that i still have a lot of 'highs' this week. hmmm. i'll list them down for the lack of a better way to deliver them:
so now, i'm finally home and blogging. it's a holiday on monday so i'm going to use up all the these 'stolen' time for rest and do the things i love to do that i don't get to do much these days (i.e. watch movies, read - i realized there are many titles that i have bought or downloaded that haven't watched or read yet so i'm going to pin that down). basically, i'll enjoy myself. i deserve it. i know i deserve it.
this may be the longest week in my life so far, but i've learned a lot from it, especially in terms of how far i can go, or how far i can stretch myself and what to and what not to do the next time. so i'm still thankful.