Work? Labour?

So, yes, I've been working since the 2nd of January 2012. I thought I should give this job a shot, since I've gone for interview already, what could be too hard, right? I mean, STPM is way harder than any job at entry-level. So, I ended up being a salesman, the very thing that I DID NOT WANT to be in the first place. Hallelujah.

I thought to myself: Things are about to get worse. Of course, I kept an open mind about this matter. Knowledge gained during my stint as a salesman could save my ass many years down the road, should I be retrenched from my job in the future. Touch wood, I hope that will not happen, God forbid it.

Today, I had a very stunning experience during my work time. As in, literally stun-ning. I was there standing, promoting my products (as for those who do not know yet, I'm selling products for P1, short for Packet One, a subsidiary company of Green Packet Berhad). I was standing in my teeny-weeny kiosk, hoping and crossing my oh-so-flexible fingers that I could just sell one unit, at most. Then, a frail, old lady walked pass my kiosk, holding on to my kiosk to support her weak body while trying to walk to a spot about 3 feet away from my kiosk. She reached the spot, taking twice the time any youngster would take. I would say I sympathise with her situation. It seems to me that she is waiting for a family member that had gone shopping in the supermarket (Oh, yes, my kiosk is located just outside the supermarket). Suddenly, this old lady, with a seemingly weak and worn body, took a ciggie out of her pocket, slipped the ciggie into her mouth, produced a matchbox laden with matches from her pocket, lit up the match, then the ciggie. Oh, then she started puffing away happily. I went: What the hell?! Why did I even symphatised for her?! =.=

Work has been an eye-opening experience. Way better than my post-SPM job, but of course both jobs did show me a different perspective of the world. Things don't always go the way you expect them to be. It's better to just let go of your expectations and shape them as you go down the road.

And FYI, I still miss you everyday. I want to tell you that I miss you and I love you, but I guess it would not matter anymore.

Lots of love,

=CHIcken WINGs=

I go like, "WHUD?"

It feels like forever since STPM. Hell, it only ended two weeks ago. The abrupt relief from pressure and stress all of a sudden is so depressing. It was through them that I thrusted myself forward to achieve better standards in life. Indeed, somewhere along the line, I lost my identity and seek to recover my sense of being a unique individual.

Now, without the mojo-bojo-tension, life feels like it's swaying from a hammock, tied to the bough of the tree, gently dancing to the motion of the wind. It's too comfortable. It's definitely NOT very good. Thankfully, I've finally gotten a job to work for about 8 months. The fact that I've finally found a job is rather therapeutic. (Please refer to date of this post if you love details.)

The past two days spent with my cousin was really fun. It's not that we see each other like we see ourselves in the mirror every morning/noon/night/in-front-of-you-all-the-time-'cause-I-love-my-mirror. It's good to have company that can understand you and not be mad or freaked out by you for doing the silliest of stuffs.

I am a sinner for not blogging in ages. But. I don't know. But someone broke my heart not too long ago. Should it hurt? I think I will call for a mojito. ;)

Any STPM-ers that are too free to the bone? Lemme' know, I gots the jobs, I needs tha' peoples.

XOXO

=CHIcken WINGs=

Nincompoop, yes.

It's really inevitable that stupidity lies in our genes. Humans are created to be the most intelligent creatures on Earth. Research has proven that an average human uses less than 1% of his or her total brain capacity. Even one of the greatest thinkers of all time, Albie Einstein, used a mere 3% of his brainpower. Unfortunately, humans make the biggest blunders of all time. A cheetah that has failed to catch a little rabbit will feel so happy for himself if it were to compare itself with human stupidity.


Falling in love with the wrong person certainly is foolish. Chasing after him or her, man, you must be out of your mind. Most certainly, the heartbreak has made you lose your very frame of sanity. 


Unfortunately, that very stupid person, is me. It is no other than I and me.


The heartbreak hurts. 


The cycle of getting a new one, building bridges and then the heartbreak is just unbearable. 


You know what, studying hard should be my priority with the utmost importance. In future, you may regret your choice.


I will be the best you never and forever will never have.


No loves.


=CHIcken WINGs=

ISH. Wing-wing, please be realistic!

The moment when I thought that you'd fall for me, that was the moment I became the dumbest person on earth.

Sometimes you say take a chill pill, but when I take it, you don't like it.
Sometimes you say have some fun, but when I do, you don't like it.
Stop speaking in riddles and get straight to the point.
That's really one reason why I want to go away.
It's not that I don't understand you, it's just that you don't get me.
Short to say, communication isn't something we have in common.
Yeah, it's always my fault.
That doesn't make you even a demi-god.
I'm starting to think that my very existence is just a coincidence.
Maybe I'm the only mistake he's ever made.

Study? A total drag.

Okay, I must admit that school breaks are so totally awesome. But then, it gets really boring and monotonous when study comes into the picture. Yes, STPM is indeed around the corner but I just can't help but to laze around! Honestly, I wished school was still on. If only the speed and pace of teaching could be slowed down, I  wouldn't mind going back to school to study during this study break. At least I have no bloody reason to laze about in school. FML?


It's also rather depressing staying at home. I have ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD to think about that person. The thought of never seeing that person again brings my oh-so-high mood back to the ground again. Ever heard of falling elephants? Well, that's just the way my emotions are when it comes to thinking of that person. IMH. Lots. But I don't think we're going to work out together. :(


Sigh. All the best wishes to STPM candidates out there, especially the 2011 batch! Revise like this is the last time you'll ever hold a book! God bless ya'll! :)


=CHIcken WINGs=

Where?

Just when I needed someone to talk to, I can't find one. They have kinds of reasons and things to do. It's not that like they owe me a thing. I just need a listening ear, that's all.

I miss that person real much. So much that it hurts to say goodbye. I just need someone to listen, just for a while. Does it take so much effort?

I can't be blamed if I don't share my problems to anyone. Obviously, no one cares, no one wants to know and no one really wants to take the effort to understand a millionth of my problem. Everyone wants to be cared for but nobody really wants to become a listening ear.

Blogs can be useful sometimes.

=CHIcken WINGs=