Baby, baby, baby
When all your love is gone,
Who will save me
From all I'm up against out in this world?
Maybe, maybe, maybe
You'll find something that's enough to keep you,
But if the bright lights don't receive you,
You should turn yourself around and come on home

ok ok, i admit it. i'm not as adaptable as i think i am, and possibly not as okay as i seem to be. yes, i'm aware that i'm 'subconciously' stressed at the moment, but it's not cause i can't cope with the work at my new office. call me silly but i can't seem to adapt to the commercial-area-office life. damn, i can't even survive lunchtime, like to find a place to eat in the sea of pple. my office feels a little claustrophobic to me (maybe cos my old office boasts a much larger table and space) and i'm really really sensitive when pple in my dept start talking behind my back, as well as to other things that happen around in the office.