Finally realize how bad it feels when being bullied.....
especially a grown-up, profession being bullied by a 4 year-old....
Fine.... I gave up.... I lose....
Tears are the most effective weapon against me.
Starting to feel the study pressure piling up on me....
Fearful of Dr. Corbet, Dr. A Tse, Dr. Botelho......
Steered myself to get down to business with the Annual Dinner stuff.... but feeling the lack of passion of the people around me... that's pathetic....
Missed the days with the JIC guys (and also the interact people and my WUS chongmates) where we can sit down, have a meeting and BANG - kick some arses, get the work done and then we can relax and enjoy the holiday.... why are people so different here?
Nevermind.... i am in such a high mood for work that you'll have to step over my dead body in order to ruin my work.... but i still believe, "Contribute and Earn your respect, there is not short cut."
Maybe i have been that kind, little Mei Kel for too long.... I am starting to get sick to his life.... just feeling that i am morphing to what i used to be.... that rebellious, act according to da heart Heyman....
Time to roll~
Start to feel indifferent towards my friends and foes...... (evil grins)
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