Workaholic.

Well, when it's time to work, it's time to work. Although I really hate to admit it but inside me lies a workaholic soul. There's just a strong desire to finish the work of the day before I wrap up and go home, even if it means taking work hours to overdrive. And the saying that "There is endless of work" but somewhat, just hate stopping when things are half-way done. Strange that I never felt the same about schoolwork. Haha. Working is good. Good. It makes me focus on the work at hand instead of all the time that I have to let my thought wonder about and start doing funny things. =O

And nothing feels better than going down to the court and shoot some hoops after work. The body's full of energy while the mind's drained for a whole day in the office. Just run around, shoot some jumpers, do some finger rollin' layups and let the perspiration drip of the pores down the skin. The adrenaline rush to just do a windmill layup, or a fadeaway jumper. Feels good.