10.37am.

I recollected my thoughts.

It is mainly about my career these days.

I thought I had a better sense of direction than before.

Clearly I wont be satisfied with stupid admin works.

Human resource scares the shit outta my jeans*.

I am NEVER gonna sit my ass down as a HR assistant again.

10.41 am.

Suck my thoughts in the reins of arteries.

I have this mental phobia about hitting targets.
I dunno why.
Maybe it is becos' I have not really done any job that requires me to lock on targets monthly.
Not even this current one.
Though they have set target but it is not us.Not US*.

I wanted to challenge it.
Bring it on should be my motto.

But what is stopping me from taking on the challenge?
My lazy arse nature?
Or/and my un-aggressive self?

10.47 am.

Ingression takes place.

But I wanted to do it!

Suddenly I would want a lil challenge to spice up my life.
I would want something that could help me to explore my thirst for quest,if it does exist.

Coz working with no targets is really plain ass boring.
It zaps the life outta you.
Brain would ooze outta your ears.

So perhaps if there is a mandatory target that I must hit on,maybe I will do it and maybe I really can do it.

In the first place,I do not believe in things that people CAN'T do.
It is plainly that they do not want to do.
(And having said that,the words come smacking back to my face.)

10.55 am.

Think I need a surgery.

I need to get the lazy worm outta my system.

There may be too many of 'em.

Laser should take care of it.

10.56 am.

*Books Appointment.*