the first word
Photobucket every time the seesaw touches the ground is a point i make on emerald hill. when you are not looking at someone someone else is looking at you. they look blank but those windows have eyes. here the lights are far above and spell themselves into words what takes centrestage?

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yes, the stories we tell are meant to be romanticized for memory's sake.

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Monday, March 21, 2011
my report card @ 10:59 PM

it's been quite a while since I last looked forward to receiving results slip / report card. however, this time round, I anticipated the grades and comments from my hod and dd. i had put in the effort and gone the extra mile at work and i'm glad to receive the grade i got for my confirmation appraisal :D

looking at the past 6 mths (has it really only been 6 mths?!) it's an emotional rollercoaster in the very beginning mths. i rmb the agony and frustration at having to fit into the office env, team dynamics and then having to handle a big proj within 2 - 3 mths into work. but i love my proj - it's now my baby :) i rmb that it must be every other day that i dreamt abt work for the first 3 mths. a lot of it were nightmares actually. and come to think of it, one..almost came true :/ so maybe i did indeed have a low threshold for taking stress, because so far of the times i've counted, i've cried 3 times over work, work - related matters. (i think it's going to be 3 and counting..)

oh wells, it's just my "coping" mechanism. so don't judge me!

fast forward to today, i'm a senior at work alrd! heh thanks to this newcomer who came in a mth ago. i'm much more zen about things because i've learnt to say no to bosses when the tasks get too complicated. for whatever politics and power struggles, i've more attuned to them and i'm determined to stay gold for as long as possible. but in any case, if all else fails, act bimbo and just smile ;) (hmm, this i actually learnt from the last person i wld actually ever want to learn from)



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