01/23/2008
Ya I haven't die, but soon la
I really really really really dun like this place.
Never sacrifice job satisfaction for money. That maths is wrong, esp for emotional health.
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01/20/2008
I am dying
I am dying...
I feel that my heart is clamped tightly by something whenever I think about going to work. I must be dying soon, my heart is clamped so tightly it's suffocating me...
I feel like puking, I can't breathe, yet I can't faint, if I could, at least I can leave my job using medical reason as an excuse...
I just feel nauseous... I let out a sigh everytime going to work comes to my mind. I fee disgusted, I hate to get out of bed in the morning. I can't sleep properly bcause try to find an excuse s that I can quit or not go to work there. I must be very sick, I must be dying soon...
I let out a sigh when I hae to step into office, in the mornig and after lunch... I am so stressed and I'm dying...
I am dying...
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I think I'm mad
It's back to the days when I feel so .... in the American place.
Just changed from Brit to Frenchy, yes again...
I worked in 3 place last yr, really dunno how long I'll last in this place...
Yes, like American, this place promised to be promising, and I know that if I work hard enough, it will be promising. It's gonna take me to places, it pays well, good name, can go back early....
But still, i feel the same like i'm back to America....
It's stiffling, I'm suffocating. But this time, someone brought me in, I can't leave like I did in America.
Brit has a set of management full of crap, but it's filled with people full of fun. Work is something that I know at the back of my hand... I can excel in it, I can feel important... But no future, and is frustrating sometimes... I can lie low and yet shine... I have FRIENDS....
Frenchy is ... stiffling, I'm new in the area of work, dunno how I will fare. I have to meet people up there, I can't be myself and I feel that I have nothing to contribute. I hate to feel useless. That was how I felt in America too...
Am I crazy, am i mad, wa siao liao si bo?
Why can't I be practical and just move on???
I think I should really own up to myself, I just want a simple life, be myself, be crazy, be useful, be happy. earning more or climbing high does not make me happy... Can I choose again???
I know time dun turn back, I just hope I can buy myself out of the shit I got myself in.
Somebody help me, I need a gross amount of money!!! then i can live a life, a carefree life! Strike toto, huat ar!!!
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