I realise how routine our work can be. I mean i've been doing what i'm doing for like 6 months, and i'm so tired of it. I dont know how our parents, like my father could do his job for 24 years!
Sometimes it's really a lousy feeling walking in to your office in the morning "i have another 9 more hours to go". That is what always on my mind. Never was a day, i have thoughts like " Oh! It's a new day, let's see what can we today!" or "Should i stay back in office after working hours again like yesterday and the day before that, and the day before that that".
Also, we're always given extra works to do, but less wedges. Speaking of my boss, i think i'm blessed having a boss like him. Cause i've heard and listen from people where bosses are mean and ruthless, but i guess my boss is kinda good. From the day i start working till yesterday, i didnt get any scolding. Today was different. Cause i came late into office this morning, so is last week. So he adviced me to start coming early, he spoke in a good way, which i really appreciate it. So from tomorrow, i'll have to make sure i come early to office.
Right now is 7:15PM, one of my favourite times. Nothing special, but i just like 7:15PM. If i were to go back now, i'll stuck in traffic jam. Seems like i'm stuck here. Well i can go for dinner, but then i'm not that hungry. But my life now is so much planned than last time. I know after this i would go back home, watch tv for like few minutes, and then sleep. Most of the time, i would sleep at 11:30PM. But yesterday, i slept at 10PM. I know 9 hours of sleep and yet i'm still late to office! Talking bout sleep i guess, i appreciate my sleep so much now. During my schooling days, i was thought 9 hours of sleep is for babies, 8 is for young children and youths, and 7 is for adult. So now i'm 21 and working, that would place me between 7 to 9 hours of sleep category.
So i think that's bout it i can update today, if there's anything i'll update in my blog tomorrow.
Me-lvin
I wonder if anyone's going to read this.
Phiew, it been months since i last update this blog. This post would be my 502th post.
+Just some updates. . . My birthday just past, it wasnt anything great or grand like what other of my 21 years old friends had. It was just an ordinary day for me, i mean i went to work, same lunch at the same shop, same dinner (Mi Maggi) in my home, but something different, something bad happen to me that day, which i still feel bitter till this day.
+As time goes on, i realised it's been 6 months i've been working here, time to get confirmed, but then im told that confirmation might take weeks, even as far as 4 months to get confirmed, so that means a 10 month job probhationlah, hahahaha. All the best to me.
+I think my car is alive! Few weeks back, my car started and moved on it self (move as in went into a smal drain, and crossover the drain, and the drain is very low, and since my car is low, it wont be able to go up but it did). Once when i was driving, the seat belt unbuckle itself.
Anyway, i think that's bout it. If i have the time, i'll keep blogginglah, yea.
Me-lvin
Mad!
For these past 2 days, i've hated my lunch time. You see, my lunch time is MY lunch time, not other people's lunch time, and one advantage that i have during my lunch time is that i go out alone, and i can choose wherever to go for lunch. Now, the thing is this. Being the person who goes out of the company for lunch, and owns a car, is not necessarily brings any advantage.
My department's lunch time is divided into 3 hour slots. 12PM-1PM, 1PM-2PM and 2PM-3PM. Sometimes some people can't stand hunger so therefore they'll ask the people who goes out at lunch at 12PM slot to buy some kuihs. Then during my lunch time, they'll ask me to do so. Ok fine, i do it, because i too ask the person at 12PM lunch time slot to buy for me. But i no longer do that, and people still kept on asking me to buy kuih for them.
Now what makes me angry for the past 2 days is the new people. 1 guy recently joined on Monday. This guy looks kinda old, as in late 40's and he's in the International Department. Now, one first day, when i want to go out, one of my colleague with told him that i would go outside, and he can order anything, of course without my knowledge. So this guy ordered Teh Ais. When the time i came back from lunch, my left hand was holding 5 plastic bags of kuihs, and 2 plastic bag of drinks on the left hand. Then again it happen again, same guy same thing. In my mind, i was very upset, and thought how selfish this guys is! He just came in few days ago, and start treating me as a waiter. Pleaselah, my work there is not to serve you or anyone else, but to do my job which is to serve my customers!
I brought the drink, and his kuih, and the other girl's one and left it on top of the table, put the syiling there and left. Then i went back front and want to go to toilet, i pass by that guy, and he told thanks, i just gave him the "whatever" look and say "ok" and went on. This reminds me, about something 1 month back. When one of my colleague joined in, she had no transport to go back on the first day. Then someone went and told her about it, and then asked me later regarding this. Of course, i said yes, but wouldnt it be better that if you could ask me first, then let me think. The thing is, i dont know who she is, and you cant just ask simply a person to go to another person's car without knowing anything.
This world do really need serious respect on each other.
Me-lvin
P.S. Just in case if you're wondering, will tomorrow's lunch time i'll buy for them anything? I think the answer is no, because i'm going to go eat my lunch somewhere far away! Or i'll use my expertise, which is to use words that will make them understand. . .
i dont want to go work today
Just
Today is one of my BEST childhood friend's birthday. Few days back, coincidentally i saw him, and talked to him for a while. He said it was his birthday, and he called me to come. I agreed. While driving back home, i decided to go. Like what he said to me few days back, his car club was at the Bhp nearby his house. Then i went to his housing area, from far i looked. Then i think for a while, and i decided not to go. Everyone's well dress there, and me? I'm wearing like . . . no words to describe, and i didn't have any present to give him. Besides there, i don't think his parents would be happy to see me there, after what i did to him back in Standard 4, i left so that i dont spoil anything.
Ok good night, off to sleep now. Yea, it's 8:19PM now, i'm not in the mood to do anything or go anywhere.
Me-lvin
P.S. Hah, just a while ago, he and his friend circled the whole housing area, convoy. Some of his friends revved their engine, when i looked out of the window, i saw a line of cars, and know it's them. Happy 21st Birthday Kenny!
2dae
GREAT! One complain and my job becomes even more. Now, i have to calcute the Domestic and International charges for Cash customers. More job, same pay. . . Wait! That's work, right? Hahahaha (i think i'm going to be come gila already) Here's the best part, If i give any wrong amount, which either higher or lower than the correct pricing, congratulation my salary will be deducted and will be given to whoever who deserves it (of courselah depends on the price which i quoted).
Anyway, i was suprised today one of my colleague left. Well, the left part is not the suprising, the part when he suddenly left is the one questions me. He didnt show any signs that he was leaving, except when he didnt come to work for 2 days, the rest is just like that. I wish him all the best.
Also i find that 10AM to 8PM -> time moves slow, wherelse 10PM to 8AM -> time moves fasts! Like a while ago, it was 10:07PM, and now is 10:47PM! Also God is definitely one great artist! He's a Great Photographer, Great Artists, Great Poet and also Great God! I appreciate the sun that He gives me every time when i go back home, reminding me that He create the sun for me (and for others as well, hahaha).
Me-lvin
P.S. Thanks to that person who helped me with the roundups, you dont want McFlurry, ah?
Dedicated for you.
Absolutely - Nine Days
(Refrain)
This is a story of a girl
Who cried a river and drown the whole world
But while she looks so sad in photographs
I absolutely love her when she smiles
(Verse)
How many days in a year
She woke up with hope
But she only found tears
And I can be so insincere
Making the promise is never for real
Is long as she stays there waiting
Wearing the holes in the soles of her shoes
How many days disappear
You look in the mirror so how do you choose
Clothes never wear as well as next day
Your hair never fell quite the same way
You never seem to run out of things to say
(Refrain)
This is the story of a girl
Who cried a river an drown the whole world
But while she looks so sad in photographs
I absolutely love her
when she smiles
(Verse)
How many lovers would stay
Just to put up with this s*** day after day
How do we wind up this way
Watching the mouths of the words that we say
As long as we stand here waiting
Wearing the clothes and the soles of her shoes
Clothes never wear as well as next day
Your hair never falls quite the same way
You never seem to run out of things to say
(Refrain)
This is the story of a girl
who cried a river and drowned the whole world
but while she looks so sad in photographs
I absolutely love her
when she smiles
(Instrumental)
(Part of a verse)
And your clothes never wear as well the next day
And your hair never falls the same the next day
You never seem to run out of things to say
(Refrain)
This is the story of a girl
Who cried a river
And drown the whole world
And while she looks so sad in photographs
I absolutely love her
(Refrain)
This is the story of a girl
Who’s pretty face she hid from the world
And while she looks so sad in photographs
I absolutely love her
(Refrain)
This is a story of a girl
Who cried a river
And drown the whole world
But while she looked so sad in photographs
I absolutely love her
when she smiles
When she smiles
I dedicate this song to you, for going through the life you're living now, all the bad things you're that you've went through. Stand up and smile, and remember that someone's there who is there for you, and praying for you. . .
Me-lvin
