Monday, August 31, 2009

Every little thing counts

I need a hug...
I need reassurance that everything is fine...
I need to know that I am not screwing things up...
I need to know that I am not a failure...
I need to know that I didn't disappointed people...
I need to know if I made the right judgement...
I need to know if it's all worth it....
I seriously need a hug...

Please don't make it worst than it already is, all right?
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Sunday, August 30, 2009

I'm not pyschotic!

A little clear up on me being a pyschotic senior. As what the whole world knows through my Facebook, I was making my junior work till 4 in the morning.

The truth is, yes, the junior was with me at that hour, but, we were not working. And it wasn't me either who posted that line up on my profile. Man, was I being so misunderstood!

I was actually at home, in fact. This junior came ringing my doorbell at 1 am. People just like to crash at my gate at all the weird hours. Anyway, the junior was rather stressed up from work. Coming to think of it, why would the junior be more stressed up than I am? So, to make the junior feel better, we just talked. Browsed pictures. Played games. Teased around.

Up until 4 am when we realised we got to get to work in a few more hours. Before the junior left, she left me a little "souvenier" on my wall. Right. If that's not enough, I ended up all stoned the next morning. I gave a different answer to what my boss asked. I took the elevator to the wrong level without knowing it. I typed the wrong report. Total blur case!

Man! Once was enough. Girl, if you want to talk the next time around, don't come on weekdays all right? You can have all my weekends.
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Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Sayang sayang

C'mon! Surely everyone wants to be disayang. It can come in many forms. But no matter what form it is, it never fails to tickle the heart. It never fails to bring out some warmth. It never fails to make you feel special.

So keep the love going on out there and sayang back those that sayang you. It's a pretty good feeling. It'll make your day!
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Saturday, August 22, 2009

The biggest joke ever

This girl called me at late last night, in a very anxious tone.

"Ehhh...how?? My purse is with A."
"Huh? Why is your purse with her?"
"I told her to keep it while at the movies just now. I forgot to take it back."
"HAHHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAAA......."
'I got no IC and no licence now. How?"
"AHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAAAAAA......."

I couldn't stop laughing since. I'm mean. I'm real mean. I was still laughing when I went to pick her up to get her purse back. The movie had ended late and both of them went their separate ways after that. So they blamed each other for the incident. How cute. Lol!

I will remind her about it each time I see her. The joke will continue.
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Monday, August 17, 2009

My team

As what I told one of them, I am going to miss this year's team. Even before the job is over, I know I will definitely miss them.

Miss them for all the fun we had. Miss them for all the outings. For all the discussions. For all the arguments. For all the late nights. For all the crappiness. For all the MSNs and Facebooks. For all the pictures.

We started out as strangers 2 months back. But now, we can talk about almost anything. No strings attached. It takes a little fate to meet the right people who click at times. These are the people that do click.

I am glad that we were all thrown into the job this year.
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Tuesday, August 11, 2009

I don't like this...

I don't like people to leave...
I don't like to miss them...
I don't like to know that it won't be the same again...
I don't like to look back and wished that they are still here...
I don't like to look at pictures and bring up memories...
I don't like to miss the laughters and the time spent together...
I don't like the answer to "Why did you have to go?"...
I don't like to think about how are they doing...
I don't like the feeling of not knowing when I could see them again...

I just don't like all of it!
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Monday, August 10, 2009

Working weekends

If you'd be in my line long enough, your mind would keep asking if working on weekends is appropriate.

If you don't work, you'll never meet that ridiculous deadline and not only your boss would come after you, your clients would be literally yelling at you everyday.

But if you do work on weekends, you'd wonder if it's worth to sacrifice your time and your loved ones over something which might not be appreciated in the end. C'mon! It's the weekends. From a more logical point of view, it's not meant for working.

It's the same thing every weekend. I know I got this job to complete. And I know I have sufficient time on the weekend to do it. But somehow or rather, I'd do every other thing but work. You know, the mood is not in. The time is not right. I'll put it till noon. From noon I'll push it to the evening. From the evening, I'd say, "Hey, there's still a few more hours at night." And then for all I know, it's already Monday, and nothing has been touched.

Now, as I sit here with guilt (do I even have to feel guilty?), I still don't have the heart to complete that damn thing. Right. Screw it. I'm off to bed.
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Saturday, August 8, 2009

One pampered day

It's nice to be pampered for one day. Yea, just one day.

I was slouched on the arm chair. Listening to my favourite songs. With my legs curled up. A cup of hot white coffee by the side. People talking all around the room. A junior beside me, fixing something that went wrong on my screen. Another junior got me breakfast. Another one carried my stacks of files down to the car. Another one 'threw' me a jacket during movie. Someone paid for dinner. Someone got me a ride home. Someone let me have the last few gums in the bottle.

On this fine day, I felt like I didn't have to do anything. I felt taken cared off. It's a fine feeling. And it only happened for one day. Shucks! Wouldn't it be nice if I get to get what I want everyday?

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Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Purposes

Today, I wonder...about purposes.

Purpose. Purpose. Purpose.

Does everything being done serves any purpose? Do you have a purpose? Does one actually knows their purposes? Does one understands their purposes? Does one meets their purposes? Are their purposes worth it? Has one diverted from their purposes?

Just what the hell are my purposes?
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Saturday, August 1, 2009

Kids at work

And what do you get? Chaos!

That's my current team. Grown up 'kids' at work. Not a day passes without teasings and laughters. You should take a look at the meeting room that we are in. The table can hardly be seen, covered with laptops, pencil cases, loose papers, cables, charges, bottles. The floor is covered with our bags, trash, files, stacks of papers and boxes. Have you seen kids fight for space? Come visit us one day.

Then there's the whiteboard. Not for work purposes. But for map directions, after work 'happy hour' schedules, movie listings and total unpaid amounts for lunches and dinners.

Speaking about food, we eat every single hour of everyday. There's a snack bar at a corner of the room. You will find one dozen of Nescafes, 10 packs of Extra chewing gums, one big packet of Mamee, 2 packets of chips, one pack of Lot 100, one packet of 'heong pneah', some kacang tumbuk, some pineapple tarts, one 'tong' of Julie's love letters. If that's not enough, you will see cups of bubble teas, Old Town's toast and McD's sundae on and off.

There's an issue with the air-conditioning as well. We fight for temperature. I come in early and set it at 21 degrees. 15 minutes later, someone complained too cold. So we increased it to 25 degrees. 15 minutes later, another complained too stuffy. So we lowered the temperature to 22 degrees. 15 minutes later..well, you know, it continues for the rest of the day.

To decide for lunch and dinner is also another fun part. You look at me, I look at you. No conclusion? So we vote. Still no conclusion? We look at each other again. Half an hour past and when we got really hungry, we head back to the same cafe as yesterdays. Nice.

If I were to leave the firm one day, this is what I'll miss. A whole bunch of people having a good time at work. Even when I make them work till 11pm. No. They made me stay till 11pm. I told them to cut off at 10pm. They said no! Unbelievable.

And at 11pm, we raced to get home. Once we hit the freeway, you'll see a total of 7 cars picking up speed, cutting in and out and zoom, they are no where in sight. And you'll hear this the first thing the next morning, "Why did you cut in front of me last night??".

I am anticipating our next movie night. Our next karaoke session. And to get that Ramli burger that we have been talking for weeks.
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