Now, where have I stopped? Hmmm...
I was lamenting to Soup Yee on Wednesday {yes, she was telling me to hold on, 1 more day to go she said} that I am sooooo fucking tired. That is with work. Though my mode of tiredness is not up to the point where I hate everyone that pissed me or anyone what say something stupid, it's more to the fact that I feel I am just tired.
I guess my late nights are really taking a toll on me. Averagely I have 6-7 hours and in my quota, it's actually 8 really, good sleep that will consider as "perfect" to carry me all throughout the day without a hint of fatigue or lack of concentration or alertness.
Which comes to the point which I have realised that my job itself, has a very high need of a sharp and sound mind at any point in time. Because when whoever asshole who chooses to challenge you with their thoughts, you are required to rebut there and then if possible. So much so that, there isn't much room let to ponder.
Such is my work. I guess, lately there has been a lot to rant about work. So anyone who reads this blog would know the magnitude of my time and COMMITMENT given to this thing call work.
Sometimes I do consider myself pathetic. Sometimes, I consider myself good. Depends on how I feel about work at the point in time. So work really, has 2 sides of the coin for me after all.
But, despite the bitching and ranting about work, deep down I am feeling happy. Heart felt content. And this is one of those really good feeling because this is the only feeling that allows me to sleep very tight and peaceful at night.
Honestly, nothing beats an at peace mind and soul. And what ignites it was the day I decided to take a stroll from my office to KLCC Suria after work, just for the heck of walking {when normally, I would just catch the train over}. The weather was cool, the evening was quiet {since a number of people have taken their leave and left or on their way to kampung} and I just walked, despite the stilettos of course. But it was enjoyable. Somehow, by the time I reached the entrance of KLCC where Coach is to the left and Burberry is to the right, my thoughts are settled like the dust after a beautiful rainfall. It's lovely.
Besides that also, I have shoved the issued of hatred for the bitch and cow SOL at peace. I have chosen to bury her issues and her too, 12 feet under. Which now means, I totally don't care nor regard her in any sense. Because she means NOTHING. So this is the beginning of the life where no one would be hearing any bitching from me about her. She will not affect me anymore.
I believe this is the only way to my soul. This is the answer to a peaceful soul and one that could move on and look out for finer and better things in life. Holding on to a person and the things they do that pisses me half of the time would not damage anyone but myself only. I have in fact given her the upper hand to feel that she has done some justice to be better than me. What a joke.
Enough said about her. Don't waste cyberspace and blog space on irrelevant.
Of course, on Thursday noon, we had out lunch at Hard Rock. I'm glad it was done but deep down I am not glad about how big L feels about it. Though I don't think this would ever happen again, to be fair to myself. My share on the lunch would be this one-off with him because I humble feel it's like s show-off on his part at some expense of me. I was expecting a more humble approach to the whole situation.
This I guess, just tells me that I should keep that block of distance with big L because he is the sort of person who is not worthy of a friend.
What also got me to conclude so was the fact about his cheek to invite me for a test drive of the Lotus Elise he is currently contemplating to get for HIMSELF. And what I actually realised was he invited my company because I had a car to drive him there. What bloody cock is that? And drive him to a place near Shah Alam. From our office in KLCC. Beat that. I wonder if he would still have the cheek to ask if I were to ask him for petrol and toll top up. And to begin with, I don't even have the slightest fucking interest on a boring piece of metal call Lotus Elise!!!
Of course it makes me cringe, then laugh because how could anyone be possibly so fucking stupid to think I am that stupid? Pretty I am but dumb I am not {ehem ehem}.
Double confirm that I would not retract the label of Big L I had for him.
I also had this note about how Asshole A and Pathetic J is. They are pathetic with a P. Wow, I'm giving people names now. Great.
The department had this thing about the boss going around with the donation box to raise funds for our Community Event. And the magnitude of acting these 2 had, had totally put TVB, Bollywood and Hollywood to shame. Honestly, they would have been someone with fame if they have gone into acting instead of being a banker.
And what disgust me is the fact that, this is a community thing where it is voluntary and NOTHING just to show. For God's sake.
I mean, I cannot understand why is it that people has to make it a point to the whole wide world that they are putting RM400 into the box. Like why? Donation is from the heart.
I also mean, I cannot comprehend why some people lied to me about his staff can't making it as a Santa because when I actually asked the staff directly, he gave me that look that he did not know what was it all about! And when I looked at Asshole A, he tired to do the cover-up, somehow. Give me a break. I can't possibly think and believe, people really think I am that stupid. Haha... this I got to laugh.
Of course, I will not acknowledge it with Asshole A but I have definitely made a mental note that he will never and ever be the person I trust. Bastard. And we are talking merely on such extra activities which is not even about work yet! Imagine if it pertains work. Just imagine the shit he will give. This gives every reason for him to be Asshole A in my dictionary.
I guess, such is life especially with the people you work with. 99% are assholes, losers and pathetic. I certainly need not say more... but this blog would be kept at its best entertained level with them around. Certainly!
May they rest in peace...
I was lamenting to Soup Yee on Wednesday {yes, she was telling me to hold on, 1 more day to go she said} that I am sooooo fucking tired. That is with work. Though my mode of tiredness is not up to the point where I hate everyone that pissed me or anyone what say something stupid, it's more to the fact that I feel I am just tired.
I guess my late nights are really taking a toll on me. Averagely I have 6-7 hours and in my quota, it's actually 8 really, good sleep that will consider as "perfect" to carry me all throughout the day without a hint of fatigue or lack of concentration or alertness.
Which comes to the point which I have realised that my job itself, has a very high need of a sharp and sound mind at any point in time. Because when whoever asshole who chooses to challenge you with their thoughts, you are required to rebut there and then if possible. So much so that, there isn't much room let to ponder.
Such is my work. I guess, lately there has been a lot to rant about work. So anyone who reads this blog would know the magnitude of my time and COMMITMENT given to this thing call work.
Sometimes I do consider myself pathetic. Sometimes, I consider myself good. Depends on how I feel about work at the point in time. So work really, has 2 sides of the coin for me after all.
But, despite the bitching and ranting about work, deep down I am feeling happy. Heart felt content. And this is one of those really good feeling because this is the only feeling that allows me to sleep very tight and peaceful at night.
Honestly, nothing beats an at peace mind and soul. And what ignites it was the day I decided to take a stroll from my office to KLCC Suria after work, just for the heck of walking {when normally, I would just catch the train over}. The weather was cool, the evening was quiet {since a number of people have taken their leave and left or on their way to kampung} and I just walked, despite the stilettos of course. But it was enjoyable. Somehow, by the time I reached the entrance of KLCC where Coach is to the left and Burberry is to the right, my thoughts are settled like the dust after a beautiful rainfall. It's lovely.
Besides that also, I have shoved the issued of hatred for the bitch and cow SOL at peace. I have chosen to bury her issues and her too, 12 feet under. Which now means, I totally don't care nor regard her in any sense. Because she means NOTHING. So this is the beginning of the life where no one would be hearing any bitching from me about her. She will not affect me anymore.
I believe this is the only way to my soul. This is the answer to a peaceful soul and one that could move on and look out for finer and better things in life. Holding on to a person and the things they do that pisses me half of the time would not damage anyone but myself only. I have in fact given her the upper hand to feel that she has done some justice to be better than me. What a joke.
Enough said about her. Don't waste cyberspace and blog space on irrelevant.
Of course, on Thursday noon, we had out lunch at Hard Rock. I'm glad it was done but deep down I am not glad about how big L feels about it. Though I don't think this would ever happen again, to be fair to myself. My share on the lunch would be this one-off with him because I humble feel it's like s show-off on his part at some expense of me. I was expecting a more humble approach to the whole situation.
This I guess, just tells me that I should keep that block of distance with big L because he is the sort of person who is not worthy of a friend.
What also got me to conclude so was the fact about his cheek to invite me for a test drive of the Lotus Elise he is currently contemplating to get for HIMSELF. And what I actually realised was he invited my company because I had a car to drive him there. What bloody cock is that? And drive him to a place near Shah Alam. From our office in KLCC. Beat that. I wonder if he would still have the cheek to ask if I were to ask him for petrol and toll top up. And to begin with, I don't even have the slightest fucking interest on a boring piece of metal call Lotus Elise!!!
Of course it makes me cringe, then laugh because how could anyone be possibly so fucking stupid to think I am that stupid? Pretty I am but dumb I am not {ehem ehem}.
Double confirm that I would not retract the label of Big L I had for him.
I also had this note about how Asshole A and Pathetic J is. They are pathetic with a P. Wow, I'm giving people names now. Great.
The department had this thing about the boss going around with the donation box to raise funds for our Community Event. And the magnitude of acting these 2 had, had totally put TVB, Bollywood and Hollywood to shame. Honestly, they would have been someone with fame if they have gone into acting instead of being a banker.
And what disgust me is the fact that, this is a community thing where it is voluntary and NOTHING just to show. For God's sake.
I mean, I cannot understand why is it that people has to make it a point to the whole wide world that they are putting RM400 into the box. Like why? Donation is from the heart.
I also mean, I cannot comprehend why some people lied to me about his staff can't making it as a Santa because when I actually asked the staff directly, he gave me that look that he did not know what was it all about! And when I looked at Asshole A, he tired to do the cover-up, somehow. Give me a break. I can't possibly think and believe, people really think I am that stupid. Haha... this I got to laugh.
Of course, I will not acknowledge it with Asshole A but I have definitely made a mental note that he will never and ever be the person I trust. Bastard. And we are talking merely on such extra activities which is not even about work yet! Imagine if it pertains work. Just imagine the shit he will give. This gives every reason for him to be Asshole A in my dictionary.
I guess, such is life especially with the people you work with. 99% are assholes, losers and pathetic. I certainly need not say more... but this blog would be kept at its best entertained level with them around. Certainly!
May they rest in peace...
