Thursday, May 17, 2012

Last minute.

So many last minute stuff :(

Tired, but I am having off tomorrow.

Good.

Hope weekend will turn up fine.

& the story continues;
| 4:39 PM |

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Blogger hates blackberry.
Or the other way round.

Either way, neither of them wants to work together.
Thus I can't update as and when I like. :(

That aside,
April is gone and we've entered into 2nd day of May.
So fast, maybe this is how old people feel when they age.

Will be having my first birthday chalet/party.
Just wanted to have close friends and a few relatives.... (not that 'few' now...)
Think mahjong and wee hours breakfast...
Good thing, I guess.
I am the eldest at my dad's side, and we never had family chalet.
Rare chance indeed.
And.... Grandpa is attending.
Heheheheheheh
I hope he'll have fun.

Almost everyone will be there.
Except grandma...

Egg-cited!!
Truckloads of things to buy...

& the story continues;
| 4:03 PM |

Friday, April 20, 2012

Right eye kept twitching.

Idk what's wrong.

Hope nothing happened/ happening.

Don't think things will be worse than. Now... Right? ...

& the story continues;
| 8:08 PM |

Thursday, April 19, 2012

As if drowning, and people around just looked on...

And finally, they left.
Even you.

Still drowning.

& the story continues;
| 11:16 PM |

Saturday, April 7, 2012

What you need vs what you know you can't have.

I need a break.
But I can't get one.
Weekdays I'm working mostly 9am to 9pm.
That's fixed.
Workload never decreased despite the long hours put in.

Tired, really.
Maybe that's why I had high hopes for weekends.
No work = happier.
Or so I thought.
The higher the hopes, the more you wished for, the more you expect, the lousier you'll feel.

Because I wished for a perfect weekend where I can be happy (I want to be happy), everything couldn't be more wrong.

What's wrong with wanting to take a break?
Nothing, except I can't afford a day off without dying the next day I return.

What's wrong with buying deals online, wanting to have something to look forward to?
Idk, but I won't buy them anymore, I guess.

What's wrong with wanting a nice place to hermit and relax?
Nothing, except that place is non-existent at the moment.

So you see, nothing (drastic) is wrong.

Except I'm feeling the stress and no one else seem to understand. Or care.
Either one.

I need to bawl.
Without anyone asking questions.

& the story continues;
| 10:20 PM |

Friday, April 6, 2012

I am stressed.
Because both shoulders are tensed/hard/swollen.
And I binge.
And I am having problems with gastric.
Enough said.

I threw a small tantrum today.
At my mentor and manager.

Another alternative would be to flare up, but that wasn't such a good idea either.

Stanley's still on medical leave, and might have blood cancer. I have no idea when he'll be back.
Eric's not helping.
It's sad how cunning old man can get.
So experienced, that you won't feel anything unless you look closely.

Stanley isn't even out of office yet, and he's planning on how to 'revamp' the space.
He knows all those work load are gonna fall on me.
Yet, he is still going australia for 2weeks.
So, for 2weeks, I am doing 3persons job.
Are.you.kidding.me?
I voiced out, and instead got a 'The management has no interest in whether you can or not. They won't take no for an answer.'

The amount of things I have to do everyday.
Endless.
Francis is gone(eric's doing also) and I 'borrowed' his table. And floor.
I have piles of files and I don't know where else to stuff them.
Work alrdy drowned me.

You're lucky if I reply your sms/whatsapp in 2hours.
Because I work from 9am to 9pm, I lost track of time.
Sometimes I kept wondering why there are no replies, only to find out I forgot to press 'send' button.
Other times I took out my phone to find miss call/sms/whatsapp/fb/emails..All blinking for attention.

And the cycle repeats itself, till I lost track of which message I am supposed to reply.
Many a times I picked up the phone for a quick message catch up, but I forgot who I was planning to send it to.
Back to square one.

I know a couple of you are upset at me, because you think I don't value friendship.
I didn't mean to go mia/not replying messages/calls.
There's really too much going on and I really feel suffocated and restricted. When I work, I lose track of time. :(
And because of 9am to near 9pm(or maybe even later),
I can't meet up as often for dinner/ late for dinner.
I really did rush to finish, but they're really never ending.
I eat my breakfast as lunch/dinner, and dinner as supper.

I am upset at myself too.
:( :( :(

I don't think anyone will understand. :(

& the story continues;
| 1:05 AM |

Thursday, April 5, 2012

A record.
Overtime at work till 9.30+pm yesterday.
Today I am late for work.
Yesterday too.
And the day before that.
And the day before the day before that.
4days in a row (considering there's only 4workdays this week)
Late till I don't bother to run for bus anymore.

have to clear to make way for new mails on long weekends.
Clearing backlog.
Only done till tues and I am.... Tired.

Scouting for new jobs.
A few offers, but I don't think its responsible to just leave.
Then again, money is important.

Mentor says I look exhausted.
Manager says I look stressed.
Office mate say I look like I am dying.

I don't really feel stressed,
But it certainly shows.

I don't have time for friends anymore.
I am grumpier everytime I am off work.
I eat dinners after 10pm, which is not healthy.

And I go on shopping sprees more often.
And guess what, I don't care if I spent a lot of $$$.

Very bad.
Think it's worse than anyone else think.

& the story continues;
| 8:37 AM |