i can't even believe how one can vet speeches and ppts over and over and OVER for seven hours straight; there's some sick pleasure to it though; i didn't mind staying in til midnight doing just that, although sometimes i wished details didn't matter. we reprinted those things so many times, i'm officially guilty of single-handedly depleting an acre of the amazon in a single night.

the press conference took place this morning at the other end of town from where i was staying, but i didn't really mind, was sick of my side anyway. things went pretty well, had about forty people coming in from various publications, even ran into one of dad's ex-colleagues, who couldn't believe i was there. she was one of those who had seen me when i was thirteen and running about in my school uniform, must have shocked her to find me here in the pr world, grown up professional and all. or at least looking like it.

they had one of them cool audio box-rooms for translators and headphones for journalists who needed the consecutive translation; it just makes me glad to work for an international company with international standards - setups like that would never happen with chinese companies.

work's been a bitch lately, i'm in charge of this company event for 500 pax next month - confirmed attendance seems to be growing with each day, triple the number we projected - which is a big problem, considering we're using the same budget and venue. the agents we're using can't seem to meet the standards we want, and i hate pushing just so i don't get pushed around. not by agents to whom we pay so much fucking money anyway.

then there's everyone else who's taking extra days off cos of the may holidays, and of course someone else has gotta do their work. and someone else gets loaded with all sorts of shit from all over the place, gets incredibly stressed because everyone's on leave so you can't get much done anyway.

sometimes i feel stuck, wishing i had more exposure in other areas of the job, at the same time not having any more space or time on my hands to do more since i'm already handling everyone else's shit.

pms has never been much of an issue with me, and i never realised how the frustration's been affecting me til lately. been picking up fights with d and generally just being uncool. which is silly, considering i'm leaving so soon. i think he can't understand why i want to leave him earlier to go on the trip. he says don't leave, but i cannot imagine staying all the way til the end right before school starts; i wouldn't be able to just go back to life normal, and the trip would probably help me get over things. he's been telling me nice things, but i've decided i shouldn't take them too seriously. d's much smarter and more mature than i am, but nevertheless still a child in many ways. and sometimes the best way to deal with what he says is to think to myself,'we'll see about that'.

tell the future to go away, it's easier not to care. that'll be a good motto to live by for now.

just got back from the cplas trade show, humongous event with tons of big investor names from all over the world. it's a plastics exhibition for those in the business, and i probably would have been more interested if i were an engineer. but most of it was boring, except for the part where you observe how the booths try to vie for attention with different media....while others just don't care. met a singaporean in the company (finally) and it was great talking to someone from home(whom i didn't already know). met a semi-cute hk tech specialist as well, which was nice, except it got a lil freaky when he wouldn't stop talking to me and wanted to 'keep in contact'.

back in the office, just got some shit rolling into the mail. i can already see how happy friday will be.