Thursday, May 17, 2007

On the other hand ...

I've been with my principals, DuPont, for the past week, chauffering them from here and there and all over the place with the sales executives to meetings to pitch the BioSecurity Kit for Avian Influenza. Ok ... well there's loads to talk about it, but here are some of my learnings and highlights that I think I can safely divulge:

  1. The Avian Influenza is spreading - like it or not.
  2. It's not a matter of will it mutate or not to a form that can be transferred between people, it's a matter of WHEN.
  3. Preventive measures right now, seem so much less painful that what I saw of the human cases. *shudder*
  4. Malaysian employees are generally a caring lot and most of the meetings that we pitched, were as concerned as we were or at least they were willing to listen to us. :)
  5. It's a breath of fresh air hanging out with people who are closer to my age and work with a company other than the one that I'm in and to watch, observe etc how the real 'fast paced life' people live their life. It truly isn't always greener on the other side ... but then again it balances itself out with the perks. *sigh* what a dillema :)
  6. I make friends easily. Ha ha ha ...

A little ray of sunshine!

Yay! I was informed righttttttt that they're painting my condo's block now ... and I drove by just now, and in the stark blue sky, my building was turning from a dull grey to the nice and lovely white / blue mix. *sigh* it looked like heavan. I miss my home already.

Sniff. :)

The world looks a little brighter. :)

It's liberating ...

and freeing, that goes without saying. It's that damned voice in my head that keeps nagging me that I should be helping out more @ work that's beginning to get on my nerves. For those not in the know, I seem to have this hero complex, I need to help everyone in the office, be it quotations, tenders, settling disputes with clients etc and it's become sort of a custom here that kinda goes like this -

"Give it to Kenneth and you can be assured that it'll be done."

Damn me and my stupid doormattiness.

I've really enjoyed my time where right now, I don't give a flying fish about other people's job etc and after last week's debacle, I just made a simple decision - don't stock NOTHING if it's available at our principal's warehouse here. If it's an indent item, then bring in just enough. Damn it feels great, you know? I used to spend hours poring over stock movements, analyzing what needs to be brought it, what could move in a short time etc and now I don't have to waste all that time anymore. :D

And today, over the radio, yeah, I guess that I'm still extremely pissed over what happened that the Dixie Chick's song "Not Ready To Make Nice" kept playing over the radio - to my delight of course. For some reason, I feel empowered, cos I seriously am not ready to make nice. Jumpa aja muka director semua menyampah betul. Bengang betul. Menyampah, menyampah, menyampah betul. %$^#(%$^*(#%^*#$

:)



ANyways ... as they say ... time heals everything ... but I'm still waiting.

Friday, May 11, 2007

I'd like to


... runaway to a land far, far away where nothing really matters but me just living. Living life freely, concerned only about the things that I have to be concerned with, at this moment, at this point in time. Right now. Reminds me of the movie - "Peaceful Warrior". Also reminds me that I'm living in the past. *sigh*



If only life worked out to be that simple. The General says that it is; but even he has problems living with such a concept. To be at peace with each moment, to live for each moment. It seems to be such a fantastic goal, it's amazing that the world isn't heading in that direction as yet. But everyone, well most people at the very least, seem content at having their drama-fix almost every moment that they are conscious.

Why

... do I consistently put up with this shit?

... do I always think that by playing the good guy role that I will somehow benefit?

... do I eventually throw myself a pity party?

... am I being a doormat?

... do I think that I shouldn't dissapoint my father, but instead carry on his torch for this damned company?

*)(&^%^#@$!#@%#^@(*&&#%$^&*%&!@

Thursday, May 10, 2007

Going to the chapel ...

Ok ... the day arrived. The one that we've all waited for with bated breath - the day that my playboy brother actually got snagged by a girl who's more than equally matched for him. The ONE. It happened. On a ferris wheel too. With a statement no less, no questions, just a statement. I think it went something like this ...

Marry me la ....



*silence*


Thinking that answering a statement would be lame, she said nothing as he looked hopefully and questioningly at her.



*more silence*


"Oh ... ! Yes, of course!"



Here's the ring by the way ... talk about blinding .... Crap ... I need sunglasses ... some Gucci ones would be nice *hint* *hint* hahaha

Up close ... and personal with the bling bling ...