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Weekend was awesome.
Well, no, I did not venture to some remote island (in fact I was glad that I could be in the city for ONE weekend)
However, we made an effort to meet our common friends, for dinner and a drink, after.
I guess when work takes a toll, we tend to lose focus on what we want in our lives. Like work, work work and then one day, we realized it's too late to make amends and certainly, in your death eulogy, your friends are the ones who's going to say nice things about you; not your bosses.

Haven't been seeing them for quite a while. It was great catching up.
Decided to sit around OverTime, enjoyed their pint of Starker, and found my age catching up on me.
Seen the crowd, and realized I haven't been out so much compared to last time. Smoked a few puffs, and definitely had a wonderful weekend.

Sunday morning was a pain though. I had to work early in the morning, and really felt pressured about work. Thank goodness, the senior colleagues were really helpful, because I really did feel a heart burn when I knew the amount of spreadsheets I had to face.