Saturday, November 24, 2007

Another year older..

[1:10 am]


which means you are closer to the magical 30 figure.

As you grow older, the significance of birthdays just diminishes. When you were younger, the magic numbers you would be looking at are as follows;

13 - that's the age that signifies you are entering puberty or adulthood.
16 - that's the age that you can have sex without getting your buttocks split open by cane.
18 - that's the age which you can smoke and drink legally without having your ic checked by the auntie when you buy them.
21 - that's the age which you can watch R 21 movies legally, even though you have been watching porn since, like, 16?
25 - that's the age where you can enter any clubs legally.

When you reach the magical 21, it seems like you have reached a milestone. From there onwards, you have to start worrying about earning money, getting married, buying a house and raising kids..things that signifies you are starting to become like your parents.

Birthdays become just like another day..nothing special at all. You don't throw any more fanciful parties with cake-cutting sessions; instead, you just contented with having a quiet dinner with your loved ones or with a couple of close friends. It's just the company of them that's sufficient.

I spent mine having a simple buffet dinner with a few close colleagues whom we went through hell together. I didn't expect them to have an simple yet elaborate surprise for me; a cake and an expensive present. Even though they can chastise me for not having a girlfriend after so long, I know they still care alot for me. It may sound pretty gayish, but damn, I am touched by their gesture.

Likewise for the rest of my close friends, I really appreciate your best wishes..I keep my birthday a secret, even from my office staff, because to me, it just another day..but, still everyone managed to know about it.Bu nevertheless, thanks again!!!! Deep inside, I was hoping that this special girl would wish me too..but she didn't...but it's ok, the love from all my friends made me feel so loved and fortunate..argh..that sounded so wuss...haha!!!

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Thursday, November 22, 2007

Disheartened...

[9:55 pm]


Been working at a feverish pace for the past few weeks till I am so exhausted. It is only the through the support of my close colleagues, those who have been through thick and thin, those who know me as I am, that I am able to scrape through these tumultous period.

When you are working in an enterprise which is a key pillar of support to the industry, you know that whatever you do will have an impact. The enterprise will only move forward and not move backward. You have been through it and seen the changes, some good, some bad, which is sweeping across it.

Those changes which are good, you applaud them. Those which are bad and saps your capacity, makes you frustrated. When you highlight them, some understanding bosses will try to help you out, but you know that they also face capacity issues; that they may not have the time to look into it.

I have met bosses and colleagues like them, they have listened to the masses and tried to help the enterprise, but people like them are getting far and few in between anymore. Some of my colleagues have left the enterprise, while some of them are contemplating leaving for good. All these are good people, yet they have been disheartened by all the changes.

They wonder what had happened to the comraderie, the cohesiveness and the loss of core fundamentals. During our time, while we faced many problems, the comraderie and cohesiveness of the people brought us through all these difficult times. Sad to say that, now, you don't see it anymore. Seems like all the enterprise cares about now is doing more with less, less in the sense of down-sizing. With the down-sizing, people now have to do more, taking on more jobs, that sometimes you are out of breath.

On the surface you see that we are getting the big bucks, but beneath all these, you don't see the amount of pain we go through. You can say that since I decided to be in it, I shouldn't complain about it. Agreed, but to me and my close colleagues, when we joined the enterprise, we were full of passion, ready to challenge the world. We rose to the challenges, we did what they asked us to. We knew our purpose. But now, I am not so sure anymore.

We are so heavily tasked that we don't know who and what are doing it for; So that the boss can be promoted further up the food chain? Or so that we can meet some stupid requirements thought by senseless idiots who don't know the ground problems? I really don't know and understand anymore. Sometimes the enterprise forgets that the people are the force behind all the work. You can dream of the big picture, but if you can't even take care of people who are the driving force of this wonderful picture you have dreamt of, what's the use?

much for the work-life balance that the organisation keeps advocating. Even with the promulgating of new policies to address the human factor, I do wonder whether is it a matter too little, too late?

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Friday, November 16, 2007

First Love..do you still remember?

[12:38 am]


Do you still remember your first love?

The one who set your heart thumping into overdrive, make you break out in sweat as if you have been drenched by the rain, make your throat so dry that no amount of water will lubricate it?

I still remember the time when I saw my first love. I exhibit all the above-mentioned symptoms. But, I still managed to get her name and contact number. She was all that I could dream of; the perfect gal that every mother would approve. It all seems like your destiny have been fully mapped out.

But then again, destiny do throw in a couple of curves and kicks you off-balance. When you recover your bearings, you find that she's already gone. You just move on with your life without an aim; it's as if you are alive yet you feel dead..beneath that exterior sunshine personality is a world filled with emptiness..hoping to find something to fill that void.

You bury yourself in the mundane chores, shuffling papers and fighting various types of fires and trying to make sense out of it. Yet the void is not filled, you just want to walk away from all of it, to find her again..to tell her how much you had missed her and how sorry you are for not being by her side when she needed you the most, that if only you had popped the question earlier, things would not had turn out in such a manner.

But what's the probability of seeing her again? That was my first and only true love that I still remember..even after so long..but no matter where she is, as long as she is happy, it's good enough for me.

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Thursday, November 08, 2007

Sixth Sense

[3:29 pm]


Sorry for the lack of updates..I think its' been, what, 2 weeks?

I was too busy with my work that I didn't have the time to update; writing reports (3 in one week, a major achievement), training for the StanChart Marathon (1/3 of training completed so far and its 3 weeks to the event) and starting the NDP preparations for next year.

The pace of work has been so hectic that I am starting to feel fatigue seeping through my bones. So what do you do when you feel exhausted? Time to call:"Knock it off and Time-out!!" Well, I just told boss I wanted to clear some of those off-days that I have accumulated and tada!! Long weekend!!!!! Now I can stay out of the office for a while

On a side note, have you ever believed in sixth sense? That, when somebody is sick or under the clouds, etc, you just know it? I don't know about you fellas, but I did read somewhere that when two persons are or used to be close together for sometime, you just tend know how they feel, even though you are miles away..but then again, it may not be true all the time..

How do I know? 'Cos it happened to me..its that uncanny feeling that's been dormant for sometime..something familiar yet disturbing at the same time..

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