Non, je m'en fiche! or J'en ai rien à foutre! or ça m'est égal!

Since my training application was rejected on the basis that the house does not allow many people from one department to attend the same training, which I think is the most stupid excuse eva becoz when it comes to training & development needs for employees, you need to think hard whether t&d exists just as a lame function or is it de main passion of the house to groom its people for them to have better knowledge and contribute back to achieve the overall objective of the co? (btw, its only cost RM4k..for god sake)

on the other hand, her application was approved-( are u f***ing kidding me?...she is too lazy to even draft her own email...)

so, what makes you think that when I got the sms on saturday noon from her, asking me to draft an urgent press release on unsolicited sms that I will voluntarily be happy to do it?

Honestly, I have no problem doing it..I can even do it in less than an hour. But..........

NO, IM NOT GONNA DO IT, this time around..Its a BIG FAT NO from moi. Eat that!

From now on..i would like to declare to the entire industry that I have sedekahkan all my PCs at home to the orphanage and also safely returned de broadband modem to its rightful owner..

So, no more unpaid work for me on weekend ever again :) unless you are willing to give me your perks and half of your 14k salary :)

its your job to work on de weekend..thats why you have the honor to have that title on your door ..plus, your super duper blackberry tool which you keep on staring even on bed.please realize that it comes with a function..TO DO WORK!

but not moi...i am a free woman now :D i don't work for free k.

p/s: btw, my other half was telling me.".just ignore any incoming work sms on weekend..but dont complaint much..u r just a nobody there.."

oklah, im just a nobody..so im acting like one...chiowww..hehe

When the going gets tough

Yeah, I don’t really have anything to say. But I feel like having an Author’s Note, so here you go. Yes, I am insane at the moment. But you’ll have that.

Let me begin by telling you all that I am a complete mess. I will be 30 soon and yet, no accomplishment.

I know this, and I have long since accepted it. I am twenty-nine and I work with a regulator. Now, by saying just that one sentence my life doesn’t sound like total crap. Nothing sounds as prestigious as the words “regulator.” Well, maybe architect or doctor sounds more intelligent…but anyway, that is not the point.

The point is that, yes, I do work with a regulator, but as an assistant director, corporate comm. A bleeding corporate communications officer, can life be more pathetic? Moreover, I am not even “the” assistant director. I am more like an assistant to a director because we slave ourselves to the directors who have so-called overseas college degrees and claimed to have knowledge about law of mankind.

Seriously, could life be any worse? I am not even a qualified PR practitioner (my background is in Marketing) who always feel miserable every time I have to draft a release or media query! I am like the understudy to a monster Corporate Comm Director…and I even feel that I suck at that job. I got a B for my English SPM paper and my grammar is even worse than a form one student.

And if it were just the job thing then I suppose that life would not be so bad. I mean, loads of people hate their jobs and still get on all right in life, right? But, no, there are many, many other things wrong as well. To start, I am afraid to take risk and take more responsibilities in my life. I am lazy to face new challenges.

And as if all this wasn’t enough, there is yet another reason why my life is a mess. I realized my mistakes but I dont know how to start to change or to correct them. I wish I have some sort of a magic map that will tell me which way to go, what should i do next...

I always complaint that I need to look pretty and well groomed, but Im always lazy to make myself look pretty..I dont have the guts to invest my money for any spa treatment, trimming, facial, even a simple hair cut..hish...

I always complaint and complaint how i hate my boss, my job..but i never succeed in getting a new job for the last 6 months of my life..

I always complaint that I need to make more money for my kids' future and their education or even some for my own savings, but i never bother think wat I can do to earn extra bucks for all dat.

Getting dat straight As in SPM or earning a second upper for undergrad school- means absolute nothing..it used to mean sumthing..now its nothing to be proud of..

i just make enuff living to pay my bills...but i am doing sumthin which I am not happy anymore with and stuck in the big black hole with the wrong people..

no accomplishment..no nothing...at 10.29 pm, 25th of november 2009...

well, except.... my two beautiful kids. I love them so much and they are the best thing dat ever happened to me in my entire life.

A break from being dat bubble skirt’s slave would be absolutely heavenly. I need an unexpected vacation which I happen to think that I deserve one, really. I pray hard, I pray very2 hard..that one day Allah will listen.. and He will finally reward me for everything else that is wrong in my life.

Sorry that I said things which Im not suppose to say..Sorry for thinking that way...I know now what I should say, to whom I should say it only..

I am sorry dat I let you down by letting me down.

I am feeling Gin Blossoms, follow you down at this moment..so here it goes..

Did you see the sky
I think it means that we've been lost
Maybe one less time is all we need
I can't really help it if my tongue's all tied in knots
Jumping off a bridge, it's just the farthest that I've ever been
Anywhere you go, I'll follow you down
Anyplace but those I know by heart
Anywhere you go, I'll follow you down
I'll follow you down, but not that far
I know we're headed somewhere, I can see how far we've come
But still I can't remember anything
Let's not do the wrong thing and I'll swear it might be fun
It's a long way down when all the knots we've tied have come undone
Anywhere you go, I'll follow you down
Anyplace but those I know by heart
Anywhere you go, I'll follow you down
I'll follow you down, but not that far
How you gonna ever find your place
Running in an artificial pace
Are they gonna find us lying face down in the sand
So what the hell now, we've already been forever damned
Anywhere you go I'll follow you down...