January 08, 2009
Thursday Blues
Ever since I joined the working society, my life simply flashed through like bolts of lightning. Everything seems so fast paced, sometimes I don't even know how to catch up anymore. My life has become a routine consisting of work, eat and sleep. Working took up 9 hours of my day. Bloody hell. Do you know how long that is? I cannot believe that I will be spending 3/4 of the rest of my life slogging for that one damnest thing that affects everybody's life, Money.
I've known since young from my parents that making money is not easy. But I've never imagine it to be so damn hard. I always thought that if I excel in my work, if I do well on my part, I will be regconized and appreciated. But apparently, this is not the case. My stuck up boss will never be satisfied. I think he don't even know what the hell I've been doing for the past 6 months. Because in his eyes, there's only somebody else.
Lesson 101 to do well: Kiss everybody's asses. But sadly to say, I am not the person to do it. I just can't bring myself to do it. It makes me sick to my stomach just by thinking about it. It is so damn sad I tell you, having to pretend that you like the person ALL THE TIME even though you seriously feel like kicking him in the gut. But what to do? People will still do it because it'll help them in their career. People help you with an agenda. They want something in return, and if you have none to offer, get the hell out of their way. I guess this is just the reality of the society. But seriously, this is pathetic.
It is just so hard to get me interested once I've totally lose interest in my work. I'm getting a new job. And this time, I'm not going to give a hoot about what others say about my choice. I landed into this shit because I cared too much about what others think of what I do. This time, I am going ahead with what I want.
P/S: Cruel as it is, I'm glad that there are still some kind souls out there who are willing to help whenever possible.
Chor Lor-ed @ 7:27 AM
