I'm back.....in the gutter.....

It's been around three months now. I haven't been writing much. Maybe, it's the different life that I'm living now or maybe it's just that i'm out of ideas on what to write. Either way, I'm back after a good three months of getting used to my new life.
Updates- I started a new job on January as a Course Consultant in a local college. Pretty boring job with nothing much to do. Basically I got paid to do nothing so I ended up reading a lot of books while taking care of the counter. It's quite therapeutic, really. Reading books, reading wikipedia, reading newspapers from first page to the last, reading blogs. I was happy because I could do the things I've always wanted to do - taking time to read- but the negative side is that I could not gain any experience from this job, so I quit. I got another job working for Intel via Mesiniaga... and that's what I've been doing up til now.
I like this job though it could get really hectic at times. Actually it's hectic almost everyday. I've been pulling OT for quite some time now so that I don't have a pile a job waiting for me the next morning. I love this job because of the fact that I get to learn new things, gain priceless experience and my colleagues are a bunch of great people, helpful people. Well, at least I don't put my intelligence and talent to waste. This is the stepping stone for my career.
The downside of taking up this job is that I have no time for myself, friends, family and even my boyfriend. It's like a routine - wake up in the morning, work, come home, sleep, wake up, work, eat, sleep. It's like my life is so damned programmed. It's so different than the life I used to live-pretty impromptu. Sometimes I miss my life so much. Especially when I hang around the boys. It's like things are so different. I don't get news on hand, don't get to do the last minute things they often do. It's because I have only 2 days, friday and saturdays, to wisely divide it between girl friends and good girl friends, the father and the mother, boyfriend and the boys. I get so depressive sometimes. I wish there's 2 of me. Heck! I wish there's more than 24 hours in a day. But it looks like I have to do some serious time management so I could get some quality time with the people around me and also me myself, so they would stop telling me that I don't spend enough time with them anymore.