Hi peeps and light. I know,I know it's been quite a while since i wrote on this blog. I got a job. Thanks to my best friend, Meena. I was excitied that i finally got a job although the pay was low.But hey it is still money. Anyways, from tuesday this 1st week in my office, things have gone out of hand. Office problems.Politics!
Fat pigeons flying around hoping to savage some bits of food, people walking past me. Behind me UOB CENTRE.Some were couples hoping to last their relationships, others office colleagues either discussing about their manic, selfish boss or simply plain gossips of who dated who?, and there was me sitting down on the black shiny flat bench over looking the Singapore River. My best friend sitting right next to me,Meena.Giving me a small smile of hope. Behind me stood the many majestic and gigantic buildings. People fiddling with their camera phones or clicking their expensive digital cameras away, taking pictures of these well-designed buildings in awe. I thought and sighed to myself.What they're taking is just the exterior beauty.But inside these buildings, nobody, well maybe not at least these passionate "photographers" have ever given a thought of how stressful those lives working inside it, might be. At least for a start mine!Well, i thought everything was going to be alright. I guess i was just too hopeful. Why is it me? Problem after Problem. Some of them who are in poly and JC tells me that their lives right now are hard. Well, you have not seen hardship.I'm going through it right now. This world is a very cold one. People are evil! Cause? MONEY & POWER! Then i thought to myself. Rather than questioning God why me, just move forward. It is hard but...i have nothing to say.Again, almost everyday during my lunch break sitting right at that same spot, watching different lives passing by me. With my best friend beside me still hoping that everything will be fine as i stare at the calm river. "shall we go?" asked Meena. I looked at her."yeah" with no choice. I sighed! Overall, this week was a diaster. Nites.
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