shortchanged

I feel so shortchanged.

My efforts don't get recognised is one thing. Screwing up the B and giving me less than what I officially deserve (as stated in black and white) is even more fucked up.

I believe I was behaving like a bitch towards my senior for the whole of last week over the slightest things. Firstly I was pms-y, secondly I disagree with some of the things that I had to do, on the whole I was just extremely touche. I felt apologetic but what the heck, whatever efforts I put in won't be appreciated in the end anyway. Nothing matters anymore.

Next week would be an interesting week.

28th August 2006

The truth is, I am more interested in leaving than getting a transfer which is unlike the others. Hence people who wishes to get a transfer but fear the possibility of being rejected aren't rejecting the idea of staying on in the department. But of course that is totally not an option for me as I am more or less set on leave, with or without a job. It is true that things aren't as rosy over in the other departments but certain things like basic welfare, they still somewhat have (doesn't sound convincing but should be better).

I am even excited about leaving. Oh god..the thought of it is too glorious. The pastures ahead are unknown but honestly anything now beats rotting to death in this place I currently call my workplace.

So here I am casting my net wide and abit blindly, hoping for some sort of indication/light (please don't let it be be the headlights of an incoming train) whatsoever....let next week be the last week that I'll ever be depressed in that place.

8 days more.

Oppressed..i hate my life

Am I supposed to feel guilty that the newly promoted senior is now slogging away in office on National Day? Well, I am doing work at home too and I don't really give a damn especially since I am in a throw letter mood every, single day. In fact the two letters are tucked nicely in my laptop bag, waiting for their grand appearance.

I feel so oppressed. Although I know I sorta have the upperhand, be it that I can throw letter anytime and heck the job, but the problem is I am given so very little time to complete the shit and worse still, can't charge more than what I'm allocated. Fuck it....and what to do if the client is on mc till Friday? Will the silly manager take this into account? Throwing the letter can solve this issue. After that I won't be obliged to. Except I will be unemployed really soon. Yay.

Sigh...with the NDP blaring away in the background...and I'm so down in the doldrums.

Once upon a time, there was hope.

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Bam!

Sometimes the light at the end of the tunnel could be the headlights of an oncoming train.

no light at the end of the tunnel

The cat is officially out of the bag as the intention to either leave or transfer was made known to one of the management. She was actually pretty nice about it but hinted about the consequences. What the heck, my mind is made up and I can't wait to leave except I have just kicked myself in the foot and possibly sabotaged my one and only chance. Sigh. It is now or never.....never mind the stinky job that might kill me in the next three weeks. The thought of leaving will motivate me on.

I really honestly can't believe how incredibly bad my luck can get. Can't things just change for the better? Can't I seek solace in something other than the fact that I am going to be unemployed damn soon? What a way to comfort myself....

There is no light at the end of the tunnel.

Jinxed

Earlier ie showed my blog as a flurry of mess. I was beginning to wonder what else can go wrong....can't believe a sim card can cost me my future.

I am jinxed, honestly. Sigh.

I shall just continue to be dazed.