Yester was a loooooong day.

Press check, office, press check, office, SP(!!), Maxwell, Ann Siang.
930am to 4am. (GASP!)

Yester's press check was challenging. Too many constrains, the colours cant compromise, 3 to 4 big burly men beside you and after each print test all you wanted to tell them is "this one cannot. less magenta/yellow/cyan/black/whysodifferent!?" Then print testing till their dinner time, it's either we compromise with the colours that we have or ....no or-s.

Then met up with the rest to go back SP. It feels weird to go back SP now. Think: 30 years old going back to school life. SP feels so familiar but yet so distant already and not to say so enviousssss of what the juniors have now.

The entire xmas party was pretty good, much better if the old people like us knows the year 1 kids. Not sure if it really meant something to the juniors the fact that we went. But it meant something to me the fact that they remembered us. Seeing the kids hopping around, shining in youth, with silly cute dance steps, tsk tsk tsk, made me feel soooo old again. The videos they did for the next graduating batch is so sweeeeeeet! (Why didnt we have that!?) And I ridiculously won 'Sexist Lips' too. When I reached home, I did silly pouts in front of the mirror. WAH! 是丑的lorrrr!

Xmas is coming! Friday's going to be another looong day. Work then company dinner at dempsey. Weekend's going to be even loooooooooonger. Ho! Ho! Ho!