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Friday, October 30, 2009
Friday, October 30, 2009
i feel like a joke. A bad joke.
i feel like a joke. A bad joke.
i dont know why.
Was it the long wait?
Nahh.. The wait was alright but there was no need for lies.
I thought its just us but at last there was 5.
While them, lovey dovey, what am i?
An audience.
No its not jealously... Im uncomfortable,
What am i suppose to do?
Mingle around and look like a joke?
A bad joke.
Put yourself in my shoe and imagine what it feels like. Even my patience have its limit.
And today just sums it all up.
Was it the long wait?
Nahh.. The wait was alright but there was no need for lies.
I thought its just us but at last there was 5.
While them, lovey dovey, what am i?
An audience.
No its not jealously... Im uncomfortable,
What am i suppose to do?
Mingle around and look like a joke?
A bad joke.
Put yourself in my shoe and imagine what it feels like. Even my patience have its limit.
And today just sums it all up.
Monday, October 19, 2009
Monday, October 19, 2009
wow that helps....NOT!!
wow that helps....NOT!!
i cant express how much i hate attachments.
First they make us call people to troubleshoot their system, that i can tolerate but now they ask us to do surveys...thats it i officially HATE it! I mean.. What can i learn from doing surveys?? And so i sms-ed my Liason Officer Mr Cheung about the situation and asked him how is the attachment graded and guess what he said?? 'its not what you learn but what you contributed and how you apply what you learn in poly to the job.' like hello?!! he even told to alter the survey questions and stuff like that. Idiot. Didnt even helped one bit. Bottom line is..im not cut out for this job. I wanna pursue civil engineering for god sake. Amd there nothing engineering about this crappy job. The part when i started to blow up is when she gave a new list of people to call for surveys. For what i see... Interns = place to dump all your work to while you slack and boss them around like nobody's business.
First they make us call people to troubleshoot their system, that i can tolerate but now they ask us to do surveys...thats it i officially HATE it! I mean.. What can i learn from doing surveys?? And so i sms-ed my Liason Officer Mr Cheung about the situation and asked him how is the attachment graded and guess what he said?? 'its not what you learn but what you contributed and how you apply what you learn in poly to the job.' like hello?!! he even told to alter the survey questions and stuff like that. Idiot. Didnt even helped one bit. Bottom line is..im not cut out for this job. I wanna pursue civil engineering for god sake. Amd there nothing engineering about this crappy job. The part when i started to blow up is when she gave a new list of people to call for surveys. For what i see... Interns = place to dump all your work to while you slack and boss them around like nobody's business.
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Sunday Blues.
Sunday Blues.
Was watching F1 qualifying till 4am this morning and i had to wake up at 7am since i need to go to work.
Sucks working on Sunday!
This week race is at Brazil and its supposed to start at 1am till 2am Singapore time but then...
It was raining cats and dogs that it dragged on till 4am!!
The Williams team was great during Q2 with Nico at P1 and my Kazuki at P2.
Then Liuzzi had to crash bringing out the red flag...
Had to wait for the weather to dry up which is bad news for my Williams Team cuz they as SUPER GREAT in wet conditions.
Oh well at least stupid Hamilton is at P18.
With Nico at P6 and Kazuki at P9, i can wait for the race to start!
Hopefully it rain hard and Kazuki please score some points today!!
Back to what happened at work today..
Poor me had to work today cuz my Team Leader was pressuring me to finish up work that wasnt suppose to be done by me!
She could have asked the people working on weekends to finish it but then i didnt want to look bad since this is an attachment which is graded and i should compromise to get into her good books.
So after just 3 hours of sleep, i dragged myself out of bed and got ready for work.
Reached the empty office, took my spot, switch on the computer and landed my head on the table and sleep!
Thank god there's no supervisor whatsoever today so i could slack all i want.
The department i was in was empty, the lights and aircon was off. Pathethic. Its a bit spooky i must say.
Everybody else in is another room and i bet they dont know that im there.
I finished doing what i was supposed to by 2pm and went to lunch, came back and continue to sleep.
So basically, today was a waste of time. I wish i can write that in my report. I wonder what Winson and me are going to do tmr.
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Memoirs.
Memoirs.
Went to my secondary school malay teacher, Cikgu Norliza's Open house today with some of the secondary school mates.
At the last minute they decided to jalan rayer as well and thats when the crazyness started.
I almost choked on my food countless times all thanks to the guy constant nonsensical joke.
It always like that when we meet up, its nice.
Joke around and reminisce about secondary school life.
Too bad not everybody was there... should have an outing with everybody present, that would be EPIC!
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Thursday, October 15, 2009
work is WTF
work is WTF
This is probably the first and last time im gonna write about attachments.
I dont want to think about, talk about or write about it.
Its just plain crap.
Its a waste of time and doesnt help me in any way at all.
So what is my job scope??
CUSTOMER SERVICE! like Wtf#**%!%&%#^O#^^
I guess that speaks for itself.
Everyday im just being scolded for nothng.
Its not even my fault.
I feel like my brain is rotting away every single second im at work.
I dont want to think about, talk about or write about it.
Its just plain crap.
Its a waste of time and doesnt help me in any way at all.
So what is my job scope??
CUSTOMER SERVICE! like Wtf#**%!%&%#^O#^^
I guess that speaks for itself.
Everyday im just being scolded for nothng.
Its not even my fault.
I feel like my brain is rotting away every single second im at work.