Wednesday, December 10, 2003
Time out…
Been having a very hectic routine for a week plus now. I’m being drowned by workload which is ever increasing. N the guys from MCMC is driving me up the walls with their new Determinations on the Broadband Access Service in Malaysia. Wat this means indirectly is, the company gonna get its ass whipped, so my job is to work with a team of people, is to avert this from happening, or at least minimize the impact of this. Seriously I think all this are coming in at the wrong time, bloody wrong time. As I busily fantasize about my trip to land of cheap booze and etc, I get flooded with this kind of things. Though I need this break badly, I really wish I could stay back n get all this off my shoulders before I even think about having fun. To be truthful, though this 2 weeks have been really a taxing one for me, I’m kinda having fun. There’s this little feeling of guilt for leaving my manager with this workloads while I leave to go have my very own fun session. Wat the heck !!! my manager is totally cool with me taking such a long break (at least that’s wat I would like to believe), so I shall not let this guilt feeling to get the better of me.
Yest, I took time out from my stupid routine of goin back home right after work and sit and rot at home. Went out for dinner with a fren of mine, I have to admit; it was good (doing something out of the routine). Though the dinner session was quite short, I had a great time. During the dinner session I had the chance to quickly run through my past episodes of my life. Though it was nice at that moment, it was quite painful when I was driving back home all alone, as shit loads of stuff started to run through my mind.
@ 10:04 PM
A new, brighter beginning, just like the sunflowers.
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