Thursday, September 21, 2006
@10:41 PM
I think I've really proved myself right, that I'm a workaholic. Everyday at 5pm, everyone's bags will be packed; and at 530pm, not a soul will be in sight, except yours truly, who'll love to stay back till the sky is dark(which is prob around 7pm). Well, there's a certain serenity and peace to stay in the office alone and do work at your own pace, without phone calls or the hustle and bustle of ongoing things, and I do find myself enjoying it. Everyone's saying, just relax, but I'm always looking for tenders that I can try out for, some work to do done, some things to learn till I mastered it- proves the workaholic in me. I love to bury my head and be absorbed into working, working and more working- somehow, it makes me feel time is well-spent and I am engaged in doing something.
Work life has taught me lots of independence, and how to be much more disciplined with myself (got to sleep earlIER and wake up EARLY!). You realise you cannot tell everyone everything, and its not easy to be 'promoted' too early to a position where the people at the top favor you, otherwise the next moment, you risk many fishies coming to bite at you from behind. No one will teach you, because it comes to a place of fighting for oneself, and you are forced to rise up to a place of learning things yourself. That's why alot of wisdom is needed, to know what to and what not to do, who to believe and trust and who not to. The world has a saying that my mum believes 100% in, that no one can be trusted, so guard your back very well. Well, is this the way things must work? Somehow, you come to realise, the world is so different from the church in the way things are done, and you need to make a difference.