Weekends at home

I love my weekends. Saturdays and Sundays are spent staying at home, talking to my family about everything under the sun, dipping biscuits into the freshly brewed coffee, savouring mum's home-cooked food, observing my niece's antics, watch movies, dramas, take an afternoon nap.. all within the comforts of my home.

I couldn't think of any better and more fulfilling way to spend the weekends than the above...

=)

Working under a cloud of uncertainty?

I try to not say NO to every challenge that comes my way. I get satisfaction when I managed to prove these critics WRONG. I relish the challenges being thrown in my way; as I am not a firm believer in doing the same thing, over and over again for a long period of time.

Unfortunately, here, the challenges are so huge to handle. The rot is so deep inside that I think the only way to change it is to chop the whole tree down, and replant it from the start. It is so messy, so confusing, and the more you ask, the more questions you get at the end of the day.

It gets so frustrating and the progress of your work is so slow; because you keep on facing stupid unnecessary road blocks. People are not willing to share any information despite you asking nicely, and behaving humble. You end up knocking on all walls, only to be greeted by an icy cold stare; and a heartless remark. It is very upsetting, because no one appreciates what you are doing, and the time spent just to get to the root cause.

Customer service?

Have you ever experienced a situation whereby you have no say over an issue; which you are clearly in charge of? Instead, someone else is getting all over-reacted and starts making comments and remarks which are clearly undermining your authority.

I have, and it happened last week. I couldn't believe it when that person starts to act all important and over-bearing with comments such as "if you have the conscience to do so, go ahead", "We do not owe them an explanation", "they will still come back to us, if we call them in the next time". Comments of these do not help to solve the problem; and instead is only equivalent to trying to douse a fire with turpentine.

At the end of the day, it's all about managing relationship. And if you want to act all High-and-Mighty, don't come crawling back to me, and expect me to say a few good words to soothe people's hurt feeling. Money is not everything; and your misdemeanor will come back and haunt you.

Obviously, people do not understand; and expect others to just nod their head and agree with everything which is being said. Don't it just irritates you when one starts behaving in this manner?

Perhaps a backlash is what they need; in order to understand what it means to be humble and $$$ is not everything!

Gastric pains..

Never in my life have I experienced such pain and discomfort. It feels like there is someone twisting your intestines over and over again, and tightening their grip each time they twist it. All sorts of flipping and turnings (Acrobatic moves) can be felt, with each passing minute... =(

Lesson learnt: Always eat a filling lunch.

* Hmm.. what should I take for dinner?

Patience is a virtue

I find that the statement "Patience is a virtue" is so true, but in times like this, i feel it is testing my limits. I do not know how long more can my impatience be kept at bay. Things seems to be plodding along, at their own preferred pace, and it's driving me up the wall. I want to accelerate things, but there are so many things holding me back. Things which I have no say in as these are part of the pre-determined guidelines. You have to go through A, B, C, D and E, before i can even get started on my A....

I can't think of a better avenue to vent my frustration than to munch on chips or to jog. Imagine munching away all these restrictions and swallowing them. Or imagine stamping all your frustrations and anger into the ground as you hit the road. I wish i can do it now...

Unfortunately, I can only play out the images in my mind. Looks like I have to be contented with taking a deep breath, and wish everything will just turn out fine.... It's even more exhausting than having to mind a dozen of kids or even to cook for a dozen of hungry boys...

Aja fighting!!!

My First Love

I have always loved reading; ever since I could identify my ABC's. That was what my mum said. I am easily contented by flipping the picture dictionary over and over again; and I will not get bored. Well, i have to agree with her. I can still remember piecing my precious puzzles lovingly; which consists of words that start from A to Z, and I just (I repeat) will not get bored! I puckered my lips, when a piece of the puzzle went missing.

When I was in primary school, I will just starve myself and make sure that I finish my precious story book, before I even think of eating. So that used to incur my mum's wrath. Had to be sneaky about it, but of course, at times, I had to surrender, because my stomach growls so loud and my hands start to tremble; indicating a sign that my sugar level is lo

In school, I used to rush to be the first in line to borrow new books; especially the newly-wrapped ones. Gives you a sense of accomplishment, to see your name being the first; in the list of borrowers. =)
English and BM books... There was no preference over one language. I just read whatever which I have not read before. Same goes when I was in secondary school. Why differentiate?

Nowadays, it is disheartening to listen to people around, saying that how BM is useless, is not helpful, it's just there, for the sake of being there, redundant. Language is a beautiful and abstract subject. I don't believe we have the right to say one language is more superior and more useful compared to the other. Nothing in life is useless. It's only that we do not know how to utilise the advantage we have, and hence, we choose the easy way out and say it's useless.... Ego's at stake, perhaps...