All-Nighter

Let it be known that I find it tremendously unfair that I'm the only intern in the firm that has to pull an all-nighter. But then again, it's 4:15am over here and I'm feeling might crabby. I went in to work at 11am and started off working on model building. Then I did some photoshopping and then back to model building. I've been working on the stupid model for over 10 hours. I hate brillo trees.
So yes, my first professional all-nighter. Nice to have such a head start on what looks to be my future career. All-nighters twice a month. Sweet...
o yes, and I found out today that the model building skills of people in this firm are atrocious. WangYue makes boxes that don't even come together on the edges. Simple decency, man! And boy did he really annoy me when he dragged up from my desk all the way over to his and I find that the all important reason is that he wants me to translate the English on some stupid Hot Wheels video game he downloaded off the internet. I wonder if he realizes that a large reason why I'm still here at this horrible hour is because he's wasting time downloading stupid video games off the net instead of trying to make a credible box. I think I've remade nearly every one of the buildings he started.
And the dumplings! God, if I have to eat another dumpling, I'm going to hurl. I almost feel like the only strong thing I've gained in China is a strong aversion to dumplings, particularly chive dumplings. Those things make me feel like I just ate a rock.
O yes, and I don't think I get to go home after this o so joyous all nighter either. If I want to get paid for the day (Monday, that is) I have to be there for a full nine hours in a row. That means that if I go home at 6, sleep and come in at noon, I have to stay till 9 pm. And it takes me an hour to get home. It seems that it's not worth it at all, so I'm just going to sleep at the office. And I'm going to buy a toothbrush in the morning when the stores open. And Shelly's bringing her boyfriend in to visit tomorrow. I can just imagine it. "Hello, Scott. So nice to meet you. Why yes, I do have raccoon eyes, thank you for noticing." And then when I get home, my cousin will lecture me yet again for not informing him that I'd been out late. Though I didn't really think I'd still be here at 4:30am (yah, that's what time it is now). And then when I get home tomorrow, I'm sure GuanAh-Yi will be following me around asking me questions in her in-distinguishable dialect and not understanding a thing I say in response.
I'm in a very bad mood. Can you tell?