Feels Like Life
I think for once I know what having a life is all about. It’s been a very busy phase, what with all the juggling between daily work, work projects, weekly school, school assignments, colleagues, friends and new friends. Days are breezing through and in a blink it’s April.
I’ve been in my perm job for 6 months, in school for 2 months. I can’t exactly recall how I survived and all I knew was it’s been hectic and hardly no room for any “me time” anymore. I can’t recall how long I’ve stopped playing KongKong, if that’s any indication of how much “me time” I’ve had before I resumed education again. I haven’t brought my cousins out in ages and I’m feeling very guilty about it. It doesn’t help that I’m on a really tight budget these days, with school fees to return and driving lessons to take up. I really want to pamper them when I can.
I’m heavily dependent on my new friends for some mental release. These people that I met through my organisation’s induction programme never fail to crack me up. The crappy e-mails during working hours, the 1-hour plus lunch, the msn exchangings and at times, ktv/meals/drinking sessions have been uplifting. Took my mind off the many depressing thoughts about work, money, people. We spend 3/4 of our day in the office. I should be fortunate to have these people to bring about some cheeriness.
Work has been crappy. The incompetent and ass-covering people are getting on my nerves. The constant-questioning from another colleague about my non-compliance with his “correct-philosophy” is hitting me hard. I wish he’d stop thinking the world revolves around him and everything is always about him, him and him. His counterpart (our other colleague) was certainly right to tell him that sentence. Delusioned people can be idiots. Yet having said that, i ought to be grateful for his nonsense-company and the rides he’s been giving me to school.
I went out drinking with my new friends last night after work. My virgin visit to a pub. The company’s fantastic. The jokes, the laughter, the singing, the talking. Oh and I bumped into Val & Jas and got them into the same pub where I am. I felt great having 2 cliques in the same pub. Made me feel that I do have friends, after all. One group who truly knows me, another whom I think I may well be willing to share true self with. All in good time, where I do not have to hide and pretend, I hope.
With busy work days, neverending assignments and friends all around, I suddenly feel that I’m experiencing life. I have been lazing around for far too long. It should be time to whip it in shape, I think. Just hope that all would go well and fall into place perfectly.
