Arghh… these blogs don’t work like in the old days anymore. I’ve gone from holding on to… letting go. From not enjoying it as much to… hating it. I’m not sure if I can recover anymore… like all the times I did every time I felt like quitting. Hm, is there a miracle…
Perhaps… to forget is a bless. I’m so bitter & grumpy these days. I’m better off alone.
Recently, I’ve damaged dad’s CompactFlash card along with its content 
This PowerBook’s left base has snapped open. I’m not sure how long will it physically stick close. Sentra’s remote lock doesn’t work some times.
Too many things going on… I don’t exactly like what’s going on at work too…
I’m always second. Insignificant. Everyone just bosses me around. I have to do this… do that. Switch to this chair. Make way for who and who. My younger brother is some times the big brother… because I’m physically smaller. Nobody listen to my calls. Even my youngest brother said… ” tgk perangai tu… (look at your behavior) ” …. and pointed at me.
People miscalled my name too. I hate that. Obviously I’m inferior to that person you always remember on your mind. Why do you need to talk to me…
I’ve done all I can to help. I tried to be the miracle to others. I swallowed all kinds of craps and still be kind in my response… and yet… I was taken for a ride.
It’s true. I’ve done this too many times… it’s like a boy crying wolf. I’m just socially retarded. I don’t even get much interaction in my blogs. Quite pathetic I take it.
La la la…
somehow I take it personally. Ha ha.
It’s nothing personal. It’s just good business.
IHSAN 10:58 pm on Tuesday, November 13, 07 Permalink |
you know what, a teaching stint in a co-ed high school would definitely help.
;p
I had my fun time. Especially with those eager to learn. They make you feel important.
Not to mention the gifts and thank-you cards you receive from time to time. They make you feel appreciated.
But I wonder why the boys in that school do not have the same eagerness to learn as the girls do…
u.s/h 6:32 am on Wednesday, November 14, 07 Permalink |
you are my first and only. i thought that counts.
you are my miracle too.
j.t 1:54 pm on Wednesday, November 14, 07 Permalink |
chocolate indulgence anyone?
hehe.. jom jom. doakan i can leave this place soon. been too long in korea. take care. tata..
zidni 2:51 am on Friday, November 16, 07 Permalink |
ihsan: yeah, especially when i have the teaching/lecturing blood in me.
s/h: it does. you’re the miracle & happiness i’m counting on.
j.t: trying my best. hm… all the best to u, ya … im sure you can do it. take care.
Kak Long 7:25 am on Friday, November 16, 07 Permalink |
Zidni… Zidni…. ape citer kat rumah nih? Ni yang rasa tak sabar nak balik. Tapi kalau balik nanti pun kena dok rumah sendiri da… tak boleh dok bawah ketiok mok ayoh lagik. Things will never the same again. So, sementara kita dok sebumbung ngan parents ni kita kena membantu sebyk mungkin Zidni. Jgn jadik cam saya bila dah tua beranak dua ni baru terfikir apa yg aku dah sumbang pada mok ayoh. Berapa kali je yg diorang masak hasil tangan saya? Sedih yang teramat. Tapi sekali sekala tu bolehlah kalu tension sgt gi ambik daun menjalar belakang rumah cekgu Bidah, balut kotak kecik2, come up with a creative design to be put on the par, sorry tak leh hadir, padahal bebunga dah siap dah terlipat dalam kotak kat stor bawah tuh, tak yah keluar byk stemet pun. Be cool, layan adik2 yg tak reti lagi jaga hati org dewasa… baru mok senang hati. Keep smiling and work hard.
zidni 11:09 am on Saturday, November 17, 07 Permalink |
k.Long, mcm ni je la ceritanya. I try my best to help, tp keje teruk, balik lambat, pegi offshore lagi, sometimes weekend pun kene gi office. i dare anyone to be in my place and juggle all.
dun worry about helping out sini. you’re there in UK, kan. sometimes.. cara nak tolong tu adalah dengan kejayaan masing2. muga k.Long dapat capai phD dengan jayanya.
so far so good, cuma rasa sunyi sket. alya dah pegi upm. slalu je exam. weekend balik sekejap je. muzani pulak hilang ntah ke mana. keje pun jam2 yg tak tentu, sampai 3.. 4 pagi. ayoh pulak dekat t’ganu, mengajar.
will do… i wanna work smart, not hard.