Dear pipsqueaks,
What a hectic ten days it had been! Certainly not getting used to being back at the normal pace of things. Right now, it's only the tournament left to cover, and we're back in office as of Monday. I will most likely dread being in front of the computer, typing away like some automated machine. Suppose half the staff will be on leave next week too! Great, on phone duty :P Actually, it's not as if it's any different when they're in anyway. Don't mind me - just whining about a small complaint. Okay, over it.
Can't believe I'll be moving out of my home of two years in less than six days! Everything back at square one - deciding where to put my things, how to organize laundry, what groceries to buy for the week (finally, a kitchen to cook in!). I guess I am a little lost with change. Not that I dislike change - some changes are for the better and a necessity- maybe I just haven't gotten my head around how to make it all happen yet. To think I came to Malaysia with four large luggage, and now I'll probably need six! Not to mention the fact that I don't like putting my clean clothes with anything else, so I'll have to make sure they are bagged before entering luggage. Sometimes, I do wish I weren't so particular about cleanliness- or OCD as some may call it. Though, I do have to say, I'm not as worried because I know I won't have to face this change alone. It's a good thing :)
25 May 2013
21 May 2013
Living in Work
Dear pipsqueaks,
This is long overdue.
Can't remember the last time I had this slot of time to just get lost in my thoughts, not that I have been thinking much anyway. Last week had been one of the most hectic meeting sessions since I've taken up this post. Mind you, a big chunk of stress didn't come from meetings though. Actually, the Awards night had been a random meatball that dropped onto my desks a few months ago, and only a couple of weeks ago I had been designated the coordinator. It wasn't as if I couldn't handle it, but it was certainly a challenge on top of the stuff I already have on my plate. Let's just say, my appetite was 'forcedly' enlarged.
The night wasn't exactly how I planned it to go in terms of flow - a few hiccups with timing of the videos and bringing up the awardees - but getting a "Well done today. Many happy people" from my boss made it all worthwhile. Luckily - or not- due to the mistake of rushing the script, we had enough time to fit in my section of "Best Dressed"! Good thing, because that was the first to be cut should we have ran short of time. Though, I think I've proven my point that it was the most entertaining part of the program for everyone.
This is long overdue.
Can't remember the last time I had this slot of time to just get lost in my thoughts, not that I have been thinking much anyway. Last week had been one of the most hectic meeting sessions since I've taken up this post. Mind you, a big chunk of stress didn't come from meetings though. Actually, the Awards night had been a random meatball that dropped onto my desks a few months ago, and only a couple of weeks ago I had been designated the coordinator. It wasn't as if I couldn't handle it, but it was certainly a challenge on top of the stuff I already have on my plate. Let's just say, my appetite was 'forcedly' enlarged.
The night wasn't exactly how I planned it to go in terms of flow - a few hiccups with timing of the videos and bringing up the awardees - but getting a "Well done today. Many happy people" from my boss made it all worthwhile. Luckily - or not- due to the mistake of rushing the script, we had enough time to fit in my section of "Best Dressed"! Good thing, because that was the first to be cut should we have ran short of time. Though, I think I've proven my point that it was the most entertaining part of the program for everyone.
05 May 2013
Handling Stress
Dear pipsqueaks,
The past few weeks have certainly been a challenge, and in a good way, forced me to deal with things that I've dreaded to face. Nonetheless, just picturing what is ahead for me this month, I don't think I can afford to lose any more focus or control. You could say, I'm not setting myself up to fail or, worse, disappoint.
After all that's been said and done, "le bf" will no longer bring reference to anyone in particular anymore. It wasn't so much about being miles apart physically, but miles apart on the inside. I can't quite explain why at the moment, but it will be a subject for further pondering later on. At this moment, I cannot give anymore attention to this with everything else that's happening. Like I always say, if I can't do my best, I'd rather not do it at all.
So what else is happening? Well, work for one. Moving for two.