It has come to more than a week long that I have posted something. And as most people who have had a feel of my blog would know, it's all because I'm utterly busy with work. And life, to some extend.
In between my last post and now, lots have happened. To people around me and myself [of course]. And my feelings has been gliding over sadness, frustration, disgruntled, unhappy, worried, happy and relieve. Pretty much like a melting-pot of emotions here.
Of course, being me, there is a lot to bitch about.
For a start, I have come to realised that colleagues from work could never ever be friends. Because somehow or rather, there is this thing about either competition, way of tangent way of looking at things or bewildered common sense of the people [obviously again, I am not the problem, people are. Haha][Common, this is my blog and therefore I have every right to say how ever I please about myself, so there...].
I mean, just the other day, while we were chatting about stuff, somehow the conversation went to my new K-man and all. And boy, I sense the envious-ness of some people. I could just feel the every inch of means of this lady to catch up with me or at least be on par of my lifestyle. And then, we have the other one who however, do not want to miss the point and was yakking about her experiences of riding / driving with a speed machine while she was still very single and 'happening.'
I mean, people, you don't need to feel insecure about my lifestyle to be my friend. More so, you don't have to feel you need to measure up to be my friend. Even if I have not told them about it, everything would have been at the status quo feelings and thoughts.
That is one very reason why I never have 'friends' per se in the office. It's just way too tiring having to manage 'situations.' Unwarranted situations.
Of course, I am not denying there are the far and few people who are very happy for me but they are just the extreme minority.
Anyway, as I always lament, there are many funny people around.
Obviously also, there has been a new person in my department as of 1 July. Someone I presume where her presence is not much welcome. Personally, I do not have liking for her and personally again, I foresee, any form of relationship between her and me would never developed. It has come to a point where my experiences with her and shut my wall totally up and I just refuse to be bothered even a single tinge of even colleague-ship with this specimen.
She, has been named Fugly Smuffet with the Purple Shoe by yours truly for the fact that she is small, wicked and ugly. Apparently, she is one of those people who have ended up marrying an Indian dude probably because Chinese dude can't manage her attitude. Again, it's my own bitching presumption. *Grin* Nothing about being a racist here but I only think Indian guys probably would be able to manage such a character. Of course, I am not going to waste anymore bytes on writing about her, but I need to put a mention how disgruntled I am with her coming. Certainly unwelcome and I am aware that I am not just the only one who feels as such [I am afterall normal].
However, I have decided that I will not care anymore about the happenings of the department and I will just go with the flow of things. Of course, I will do what I am paid to do, with as best as I could and feel like. When it is time that I have acquired my needs, I would, for sure, move on. Not to greener pastures but towards the path that I have routed for myself. That is all. I need not care what happens to who and why. And with that thought and mantra, it's easier to live life at work.
My big boss is leaving us anyway. It have some feeling of sadness over it but I guess, every thing in life has to come to an end. I supposed, I have come to a point in life where I could accept changes despite however well or bad it turns out to be. Somehow, it has been ingrained. Somehow, this big world of cruel opportunity has it such.
Then of course, this afternoon, I had to heave my fat ass to have lunch with the dreaded extended family that belongs to SOL [sister-out-law]. She is finally going off to Singapore to join my BIL. Feeling? Indifferent. I mean, I have also come to a point where my indifferencity [if there is such a word] level is at 99% being 100% is totally indifference to even how a person looks. Honest to God. If you were to asked me what she was wearing today, all I could recall was, she was wearing shorts. That was all. So I gave the 1% away for noticing the shorts. *smirk*
But I'm much relieve that I have lesser to see of her and definitely lesser to hear of her. Yahoo! Hellelujah!
Anyway, as I have said before I will be asking J for the money she owes me back and yes, I did it on the 2nd July. I wrote her a nice short e-mail which comprises of 2 sentences, merely asking her for my money. She called me within 5 minutes, sounded unhappy but explain her tone was because she just heard from stuff being said about her from some supposedly good friends of hers who works in the same branch as her. Oh well, whatever. I was actually rolling my eyes.
On good days, she has this great tenacity to treat them with such BFF status that even yours truly who has been shouldering her woes has been stashed aside like a forgotten loot. And now that she is telling me she is upset with these people and asked if I have heard anything said about her from these people, I shudder.
Like why the hell? My grounds are always neutral as white can be. I rolled my eyes again. She of course went on her sarcasm mode to say, she will pay in full by Monday plus interest and apologise for taking the time to re-pay. I told her nicely, she need not do that because my pure intention to lend was to help out and even if she transferred the money WITH interest, I will return her the interest portion because I have been very clear of my intentions. And yes, no matter how shitty she has been treating me, I do not need her interest repayment.
But, anyway, I have, deleted her from my FB list. Kekekek... I have enough of dramatic people in my life.
Speaking of which, my mum called me yesterday to complain about my aunt who is her neighbor, who is her sister. To cut the extremely long story short, this aunt of mine is sharing the cost of the maid that was employed to company my granny who is alone at home. All because she wants the maid to help her out in her house. That is definitely an ideal cause since the maid has nothing to do at home with my granny. Chores are very minimal.
But everything came to a mess when this aunt of mine started insisting that the maid is to handwash every of her family's clothes including her children's uniforms and her undies. Plus, she loads her with so much work to do that the maid has no time for food.
My mum has told her off once which resulted in a heated argument. Of course, that woman stopped insisting of the hand washing chore because we threaten not to allow the maid to help and she is to get her own maid. 1.5 months of best behavior and now she has started to instruct the maid to wash the clothes with her bare hands again!
I'm aghast and pissed. I mean, I never would have thought people in my OWN family would harness such cruelity to other human kind just because she forked some stupid RM280 a MONTH for the maid. I mean, if she had to do it with her own bare hands, she would rather dump the entire load in the washing machine.
See what I mean? See what I mean about people having the heart to treat the weaker / nicer human being in such manner?
I honestly don't know which screw of hers have been dislocated but sure hell, could not be the upbringing of my grandparents... I mean, you don't see that my other aunties and uncles are that screwed up.
God. It's sad.
Oh well, so much of bitching. It's time to bring this body of inhabiting fats for some fat burning session. I'll bitching some more when I have the time. Till then, be nice... *wink*
In between my last post and now, lots have happened. To people around me and myself [of course]. And my feelings has been gliding over sadness, frustration, disgruntled, unhappy, worried, happy and relieve. Pretty much like a melting-pot of emotions here.
Of course, being me, there is a lot to bitch about.
For a start, I have come to realised that colleagues from work could never ever be friends. Because somehow or rather, there is this thing about either competition, way of tangent way of looking at things or bewildered common sense of the people [obviously again, I am not the problem, people are. Haha][Common, this is my blog and therefore I have every right to say how ever I please about myself, so there...].
I mean, just the other day, while we were chatting about stuff, somehow the conversation went to my new K-man and all. And boy, I sense the envious-ness of some people. I could just feel the every inch of means of this lady to catch up with me or at least be on par of my lifestyle. And then, we have the other one who however, do not want to miss the point and was yakking about her experiences of riding / driving with a speed machine while she was still very single and 'happening.'
I mean, people, you don't need to feel insecure about my lifestyle to be my friend. More so, you don't have to feel you need to measure up to be my friend. Even if I have not told them about it, everything would have been at the status quo feelings and thoughts.
That is one very reason why I never have 'friends' per se in the office. It's just way too tiring having to manage 'situations.' Unwarranted situations.
Of course, I am not denying there are the far and few people who are very happy for me but they are just the extreme minority.
Anyway, as I always lament, there are many funny people around.
Obviously also, there has been a new person in my department as of 1 July. Someone I presume where her presence is not much welcome. Personally, I do not have liking for her and personally again, I foresee, any form of relationship between her and me would never developed. It has come to a point where my experiences with her and shut my wall totally up and I just refuse to be bothered even a single tinge of even colleague-ship with this specimen.
She, has been named Fugly Smuffet with the Purple Shoe by yours truly for the fact that she is small, wicked and ugly. Apparently, she is one of those people who have ended up marrying an Indian dude probably because Chinese dude can't manage her attitude. Again, it's my own bitching presumption. *Grin* Nothing about being a racist here but I only think Indian guys probably would be able to manage such a character. Of course, I am not going to waste anymore bytes on writing about her, but I need to put a mention how disgruntled I am with her coming. Certainly unwelcome and I am aware that I am not just the only one who feels as such [I am afterall normal].
However, I have decided that I will not care anymore about the happenings of the department and I will just go with the flow of things. Of course, I will do what I am paid to do, with as best as I could and feel like. When it is time that I have acquired my needs, I would, for sure, move on. Not to greener pastures but towards the path that I have routed for myself. That is all. I need not care what happens to who and why. And with that thought and mantra, it's easier to live life at work.
My big boss is leaving us anyway. It have some feeling of sadness over it but I guess, every thing in life has to come to an end. I supposed, I have come to a point in life where I could accept changes despite however well or bad it turns out to be. Somehow, it has been ingrained. Somehow, this big world of cruel opportunity has it such.
Then of course, this afternoon, I had to heave my fat ass to have lunch with the dreaded extended family that belongs to SOL [sister-out-law]. She is finally going off to Singapore to join my BIL. Feeling? Indifferent. I mean, I have also come to a point where my indifferencity [if there is such a word] level is at 99% being 100% is totally indifference to even how a person looks. Honest to God. If you were to asked me what she was wearing today, all I could recall was, she was wearing shorts. That was all. So I gave the 1% away for noticing the shorts. *smirk*
But I'm much relieve that I have lesser to see of her and definitely lesser to hear of her. Yahoo! Hellelujah!
Anyway, as I have said before I will be asking J for the money she owes me back and yes, I did it on the 2nd July. I wrote her a nice short e-mail which comprises of 2 sentences, merely asking her for my money. She called me within 5 minutes, sounded unhappy but explain her tone was because she just heard from stuff being said about her from some supposedly good friends of hers who works in the same branch as her. Oh well, whatever. I was actually rolling my eyes.
On good days, she has this great tenacity to treat them with such BFF status that even yours truly who has been shouldering her woes has been stashed aside like a forgotten loot. And now that she is telling me she is upset with these people and asked if I have heard anything said about her from these people, I shudder.
Like why the hell? My grounds are always neutral as white can be. I rolled my eyes again. She of course went on her sarcasm mode to say, she will pay in full by Monday plus interest and apologise for taking the time to re-pay. I told her nicely, she need not do that because my pure intention to lend was to help out and even if she transferred the money WITH interest, I will return her the interest portion because I have been very clear of my intentions. And yes, no matter how shitty she has been treating me, I do not need her interest repayment.
But, anyway, I have, deleted her from my FB list. Kekekek... I have enough of dramatic people in my life.
Speaking of which, my mum called me yesterday to complain about my aunt who is her neighbor, who is her sister. To cut the extremely long story short, this aunt of mine is sharing the cost of the maid that was employed to company my granny who is alone at home. All because she wants the maid to help her out in her house. That is definitely an ideal cause since the maid has nothing to do at home with my granny. Chores are very minimal.
But everything came to a mess when this aunt of mine started insisting that the maid is to handwash every of her family's clothes including her children's uniforms and her undies. Plus, she loads her with so much work to do that the maid has no time for food.
My mum has told her off once which resulted in a heated argument. Of course, that woman stopped insisting of the hand washing chore because we threaten not to allow the maid to help and she is to get her own maid. 1.5 months of best behavior and now she has started to instruct the maid to wash the clothes with her bare hands again!
I'm aghast and pissed. I mean, I never would have thought people in my OWN family would harness such cruelity to other human kind just because she forked some stupid RM280 a MONTH for the maid. I mean, if she had to do it with her own bare hands, she would rather dump the entire load in the washing machine.
See what I mean? See what I mean about people having the heart to treat the weaker / nicer human being in such manner?
I honestly don't know which screw of hers have been dislocated but sure hell, could not be the upbringing of my grandparents... I mean, you don't see that my other aunties and uncles are that screwed up.
God. It's sad.
Oh well, so much of bitching. It's time to bring this body of inhabiting fats for some fat burning session. I'll bitching some more when I have the time. Till then, be nice... *wink*
