The Work Place

I don't think I enjoy office work very much. There is something that bothers me about having to stay somewhere for a longer time than you have anything to do there--exactly the same problem that I had in highschool, when we were always being kept for hours longer than was necessary.

But at the same time, I understand that this is what I need to do to earn a certain amount of cash (very funny because truth be told, I earn more off of this blog and the WinaWonders Store). It's just terrible. What makes it even more difficult, I suppose is that it's a family business--and there is pressure not just to perform well but also to love what you're doing. And I've no problem with the former (I usually finish my tasks earlier than usual) but I have problems with the latter.

I realize that I have no love for this type of work. Rather, I have no love for having to stay somewhere for a number of hours and do this type of work. I wouldn't mind researching and taking this work home but the hours that I spend in this office, sitting at this pretty desk when I could be out buying more clothes for the store or for myself or reading or writing something for EM or studying for Chem, even, seems unbearable.

Ah. Well. Just a couple of photographs of my messy, messy desk.

A girl's got to have her KitKat

My poor Baggu Bag