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ChristopherTanJinde
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Wednesday, October 28, 2009 @ 10:29 PM

!alwaysyoursforever

No one seems to visit this place anyways, so it's good.

Had a sudden urge to blog, dun ask me y. May be it's time I should let out a bit.

Had a appraisal with Boss, Ellen & P.L. It was not looking good, to me @ least. To me, I failed. Simple & Short. That is the 1st whammy. Not that I'm complaining, I worked willingly for more than 12 hours from Mon-Fri, sometimes to the extent of coming on sat. But despite the effort & great lengths I go to, I just cant finish my workload.

If you are thinking of asking me, I asked myself too & I couldn't find a reason. Serious. Boss likes Me. It's a privilege that I'm her golden boy, but still, as she warned me, work must still be done.
I, personally treat myself like any other ordinary employee. I set deadlines for myself too. I pressure myself too. I definitely expect nothing but the best to come out for my work too. But why things always turns out the other way? Why?

Enough said. No excuses. Enough Chances and time given too.

2nd Whammy: I got a scolding from my mum for what?
For printing in the in the middle of the night yesterday and stilll working @ 3am! That's right!
I actually got a scolding the next day when I was in the office. Got so pissed off that I did not even want to hear what she said. Fuck sia, when I play, you also scold. When I work, you also scold. KNNCCB!!! DEN WHAT THE FUCK YOU WANT??!! NVM, DOESNT MATTER.
5 YEARS LATER, I GETTING MY OWN HOUSE. SO CIAO!!! If comparing sons is what you are only capable of doing,by all means, carry on. I'm chris. Not some bloody banker that drives a Alfa Romeo and has a gf. I'm just an very ordinary bloke.RRIGGHHHTT!!!! M NOT FIT TO BE YOUR SON!!! U ARE NOT FIT TO BE MY PARENTS EITHIER!! SO M GETTING THE FUCK OUTTA YOUR LIFE!!!

3rd Whammy: A friend of mine graduated Murdoch University. Today was his convocation ceremony. His name was in the list of graduates that was printed out in the ST today. He was proud. He had a right to be proud but the way he showed it to me, was a sting in my skin akin saying : Eh eh, I'm now offically a graduate of Murdoch leh, can wear graduate gown and take photo with my name published in the papers. You can or not?? My friends would have been proud of me.

Know what? He was right. Right on the spot. I bled right on the spot rushing to toilet to control the damage.I could not.Could not.

It was not the 1st time. During APPSMO, when I saw graduates posing for photos on the old city hall, I was filled double green with envy. Serious. With their gowns and their square hat on, hands clutching the Certificate they all studied so hard for. Running up and down the steps of old city hall. They all, no doubt, deserved to be proud. While I could only stare at them in envy. I would give anything just be part of it.Anything.