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Wednesday, January 18, 2006

Just another peachy day

I know in any jobs, you would bound to meet hurdles and challenges.
You would tend to get upset,angry and all the blues.
Life's not a bed of roses, especially work.

It was bad for me today.
Guess it's typical.
But it was still bad if I have to scream over the phone today.
And everyone was kinda shocked that I screamed shouted ....talked so loudly and furiously over the phone.
I was usually the cool cat but I was really mad this morning.
I would say I kinda lost it, I was so boiling mad when the whole thing that that eejit was trying to say was fucking pointless.
And I would repeat a thousand times if I have to, FUCKING POINTLESS!
And the person wasn't those bright, pretty kind.
Despite 23, she looks very old and with a fashion that would be passe even in the 80s.
I totally despise such group of people. Not because of the looks but because of her whole attitude and thinkings are so damn WRONG!

What adds on is that she hasn't really been working since her last score with UOL and it doesn't help when she has got an old fashioned and over protective old mother shielding her from the world.
I ain't being mean but I still have to say, not with any prejudice, that one look and you know she couldn't make it in the working world.
And you know what her mom told me??(Yes. She doesnt dare to speak to me after that and got her mum to talk to me instead!What?Baby!!)
She only wants her daughter to find a forever job!(Yes, that auntie said 'yong yuan de gong"!)
For your information, the only job experience I see from her resume was that pathetic 2 years in UOB(which I have yet to determine if it's a fraud) ended in 2002. She was an A level student. Didnt make it to local Uni, study UOL, grad in Jun 2005 and NEVER work since!
I shall keep my further comments, tell me about it.

I have no comments about the loving mother but it is not right to be over protective.
Infact I would,if I have kids, let them be independent as young as possible. At least nurture them slowly in this aspect cos' I am brought up like this. Or I am such person myself. I don't see what is wrong of being more street wise and mature for your age.
We are talking about survival afterall!

And the rest of the day just went peachy for me and Fyn especially.
Sigh.

I am not exactly weary of these.
But maybe it was partly due to I am kinda strained by the (bad) things going on lately.
Mostly my friend's matter.
Do you have any idea how freaking worried I am to harbour the fear that they might just pop out at my doors anytime? How much I hate to think that I have to tell her straight eventually when I really don't wanna do that.

It's not staying easy anymore.
I am looked upon well by my boss at work and am selected to be the next in line for Tracy.
I looked upon Tracy well but it does mean that I have to perform twice as better now. Not only because I have to but now I am expected to!
When now it is the time I find it hard to concentrate sourcing for her and mine at the same time.
They are all very different items but I know I have to deliver them.
And it gripped me when I know I did not deliver them or do them well.

The tension is on the ride and I know I have to overcome this myself before I can go on higher.
I have no complaints.
I just prayed for more strength.

I am just weary of things like these lately.
They bring me down and I need to learn to be more mature and cool in handling these.

And well...coming to this line, I realise..why should I bother that much.
I am always the laid back soul.
I walk slowly.
I wont give chase to coming buses.
I dont even like to think much.

And yea...why should I give myself the load to cry?
Just walk in the park and life's a daily show.

Just hope tomorrow gets better.

If I have to shout, I shout.
If I have to be mean,I be mean.
If I have to ignore rudely,I ignore.

All in a day's job.
Why should I give so much damn?

Oh yawn...

Kitkat.

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