How is it possible that everytime I had planned something in advance, work will always take priority and caused said plan to be void at the very last minute?
I don't mind working on Saturdays.
I don't mind burning the "deserved" comp leave from working on said Saturday.
Heck, I don't even mind working on other issues until my own project got stalled. (not blaming anyone here ok...)
What I mind is, I missed out a WHOLE LOTTA things just because my sense of responsibility takes over my other priorities.
I missed out on basketball practice on Tuesdays. (not that I'm good anyway)
I missed out on CSR activities every time there is one...is there a bloody conspiracy to arrange to put me on duty everytime there is such said activities?
I missed out 2 whole months of movie watching......I am a movie lover, can't help it...
I missed out important family gatherings and makans......
I missed out on friend's birthday parties......
AND I FREAKING MISSED OUT A 10 YEAR REUNION DINNER WITH SECONDARY SCHOOL MATES OK......I was fucking pissed at that...those mates, didn't had the chance to meet since I moved to KLIA...and now...
Shit......
This job has taught me that in life, there are a lot of compromises....
Just that it's not good to always compromise yourself...
Yeah, it's a selfish thought...I don't care......
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
90 days
3 months.
3. Freaking. Months.
Without a post.
Even I couldn't believe it.
That is so not me...
The past 90 days has been a helluva ride for me...stuck in program-dom with high pressure customer chasers and getting a mouthful from the seniors.
Why the fuck got so many production problem....kanasai......
It ain't fun working more than 12 hours a day ok...the body can only take so much.
It didn't help that the wireless connection in my home was and still is shaky...had to resort to jacking other people's wireless network to go online or it's a trip to T-Bun.
Which is one of the reason this blog was "vacant" for 3 months. That, and I DON'T HAVE FREAKING TIME.
I need extra 8 hours a day...just to go back home and relax and do my stuff......
Not working til 11pm every goddamn day and only have time for papers and supper and sleep.
I know complaining ain't helping...and a whole lot of people has been through that...and with the constant mantra "The first 2 years of work is the most critical" and shit...but still.......
I WANT TIME.
3. Freaking. Months.
Without a post.
Even I couldn't believe it.
That is so not me...
The past 90 days has been a helluva ride for me...stuck in program-dom with high pressure customer chasers and getting a mouthful from the seniors.
Why the fuck got so many production problem....kanasai......
It ain't fun working more than 12 hours a day ok...the body can only take so much.
It didn't help that the wireless connection in my home was and still is shaky...had to resort to jacking other people's wireless network to go online or it's a trip to T-Bun.
Which is one of the reason this blog was "vacant" for 3 months. That, and I DON'T HAVE FREAKING TIME.
I need extra 8 hours a day...just to go back home and relax and do my stuff......
Not working til 11pm every goddamn day and only have time for papers and supper and sleep.
I know complaining ain't helping...and a whole lot of people has been through that...and with the constant mantra "The first 2 years of work is the most critical" and shit...but still.......
I WANT TIME.
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