3:30 a.m

... and thus, this will be the ungodly hour that he shall start working.

Sounds like a dea*th* sentence.

Today I am trying to readjust my biological clock, to sleep at 8 p.m and wake up at 2:40 a.m.

Just like the coal miners in China,

just like my forefathers,

just like....*YAWN*

Shit, waking up at this hours is one major frustration. I hate everything. I hate the light, the noise caused by others, and I hate everything.

Hard to imagine that my first post-graduate job starts at 3:30 a.m, Monday toThursday in 10 hours shifts.

This better lead to a damn HUGE reward at the end of the fucking tunnel, or else I'm going postal.