Assalamualikum and Hye,
Happy New Year humans.
End of the world on 21 December 2012 is not real after all. While others celebrate new year with their love ones, myself celebrate at the office with spanners and screwdrivers on my hand.
Well my journey to Johor Bahru is also disturb with frequent calls from client regarding their project. Pity Sarah because she had to cut short her holiday at JB because i had to return to KL.
So apa yang menarik tentang kerja selain mendapat gaji di hujung bulan? Its not that I have an extra 10K every month so i could pamper myself with a Golf GTi or fully furnish a house until there is nothing else to improve, but I knew there is something missing. Adakah aku tidak bersyukur? atau aku kena dengar lagu "asalkan aku OK" banyak-banyak?
Anyway, I dont know what my future held. No one knows actually. But some people could see the light at the end of a tunnel, but for me, currently I am facing waves of tsunami going against me.
The new work place is something that I dont look forward to go everyday because of some individuals which I think is a total moron. Perhaps they live in their own world to long and might cause them brain damage. A few of them, I just felt like drilling their ears with a cordless drill while the rest I can live with. Imagine, there is only 10 worker in this company but their attitude are something that you feel like working with Banglas and Indons. However, I do feel Banglas and Indons are much more better.
A few of my friends are already making a decision of their lives. Decision that I might not able to make in an 100 years. However, they manage to do it. Why? I do have total respect to these kind of people and I hope that they would succeed.
I dont have any new resolution for 2013. I heard that they expert miscount the end of the world to another 1000 years. So Armageddon will be around 3012. I just hope that I would be a better person, husband and son. Throw away all the hate inside me and start anew.
I dont think I will throw the hate inside me. It kept me alive.
salam
hmo
Happy New Year humans.
End of the world on 21 December 2012 is not real after all. While others celebrate new year with their love ones, myself celebrate at the office with spanners and screwdrivers on my hand.
Well my journey to Johor Bahru is also disturb with frequent calls from client regarding their project. Pity Sarah because she had to cut short her holiday at JB because i had to return to KL.
So apa yang menarik tentang kerja selain mendapat gaji di hujung bulan? Its not that I have an extra 10K every month so i could pamper myself with a Golf GTi or fully furnish a house until there is nothing else to improve, but I knew there is something missing. Adakah aku tidak bersyukur? atau aku kena dengar lagu "asalkan aku OK" banyak-banyak?
Anyway, I dont know what my future held. No one knows actually. But some people could see the light at the end of a tunnel, but for me, currently I am facing waves of tsunami going against me.
The new work place is something that I dont look forward to go everyday because of some individuals which I think is a total moron. Perhaps they live in their own world to long and might cause them brain damage. A few of them, I just felt like drilling their ears with a cordless drill while the rest I can live with. Imagine, there is only 10 worker in this company but their attitude are something that you feel like working with Banglas and Indons. However, I do feel Banglas and Indons are much more better.
A few of my friends are already making a decision of their lives. Decision that I might not able to make in an 100 years. However, they manage to do it. Why? I do have total respect to these kind of people and I hope that they would succeed.
I dont have any new resolution for 2013. I heard that they expert miscount the end of the world to another 1000 years. So Armageddon will be around 3012. I just hope that I would be a better person, husband and son. Throw away all the hate inside me and start anew.
I dont think I will throw the hate inside me. It kept me alive.
salam
hmo
