The curse of the Facebook

A friend introduced me to Facebook like a few hours ago and now I can't seem to stop 'playing' around with it. I blame you, Miss Saigon Cat!!

Whoever created this thing is one smart person. Hehe..It's pretty useful when we're bored at work and just want to unwind.

But still..I cannot be distracted with this. Boss just gave me something new to do. *groan*. Work or facebook....work or facebook....work or facebook............

Boss, I do it tomorrow, can or not? Its nearly 4pm anyway, time to go home.....Hihihi..

And to think I was totally worried about work a few weeks ago!! Well, I guess I have my moments....

*Phew*

Yep. That’s what I feel at this exact moment. Total relief. No, the assignment has not completely finish but at least the big chunk of it is over. As of 5.15pm yesterday, I finally completed the 2 papers that will be presented to the very, very, very big boss of this company.

This past one month or so has been really hectic. Hard to believe I actually survived through all those feeling of panic. Now I know what it means when people say “what doesn’t kill you can only make you stronger”.

I guess I just needed to talk about it. It helps..just to let it all out. It's not gonna solve the problem because I have to go through the situation anyway but at least I don’t have to keep the nervous feeling bottled up anymore. I didn’t realize how stressed I was until it came to a point when I was unable to control my fear and kept saying “Oh My God..Oh My God…Oh My God..”. I didn’t understand why my colleagues looked so relaxed when there were so many things to do.

When I reflect back to what happened, I think being in a new position and a new unit led to unnecessary pressure on myself as I wanted to prove to others that I can do it. I kept comparing myself to my senior colleagues, wanting to be at par or at least close to being at par to them. There was so much to learn and I kept pushing myself, wanting things to be perfect. I wanted to do a good job and was worried that I’d be disappointing my boss. I know now that all this takes time.

Big boss told me the other day that I put too much expectation on myself, tend to overly worry but in the end I always pull through. It’s funny how I never realized that.

I’m not out of the woods yet because there are still other assignments to do. Being somewhat of a perfectionist, I know I would still be overly worried about future assignments but at least now I’ve learned to take things easy. Come to think of it, being overly concerned has a plus point too as I know I will get things done. Anyway, an important note to remember is that when things start to get difficult, I just need to relax, take a deep breath and tell myself “It’s gonna be ok”.

*To all my Muslim friends, hope you have a blessed Ramadhan*

Siti and me...

For some bizzare reason I dreamt of Siti Nurhaliza last night. Weird.

In the dream, it felt as if I was real close to her. I think she was in a rough patch at the time. She was going through rounds of interviews with reporters and all the time she was holding my hand as if needing my support. She kept telling me "Please don't leave me. I need you now".

No. I don't know her personally.

No. I'm not really a big fan.

Weird.

I wish I dreamt of Brad Pitt instead. *sigh*

short break..I hope!

I am swamped!

I'm actually up to my nose with the amount of work I have at the moment. And the crappy part is all projects came about the same time and all is considered urgent. I keep feeling nervous all the time because as I'm doing one work, I start to think "Oh Shit! I haven't done much on the other two projects today". Everyday I get a constant feeling of panic which isn't really healthy to my mind, body and soul. The last thing I want to have is a nervous breakdown. *sigh*

Gosh! I'm already feeling guilty for spending a few minutes writing this post. Arghhhh!! Ok, ok.. I better stop now.

Anyways you all...I just wanted to say that normal postings will resume once I actually have time to do it or most importantly once I can breathe properly.

I hope to be back very soon.

Take care you guys!!!

Busy as a bee

I can't believe how busy I've been this week. Had meetings after meetings. Didn't even have time to sulk about how much I hate Mondays. Been given 3 projects to lead for this quarter. Arghhhhh!! Stress..stress! I even have to work this weekend. Waaaaaaaaaaa.......

Was scribbling some notes last night to prepare for a meeting this morning. Of course D* also wanted to 'help' out. She drew pictures on the presentation papers I brought back from office. Apparently, this is a picture of me...

Hmm....don't quite see the resemblance but oh well, how much can one expect from a four year old?!

Hope you guys have a great weekend. I certainly would not be enjoying mine :(

I hate Mondays

Yup. That pretty much summarises my feelings for today.

2 hate entries in a row. Imagine that.

Hate them creepy crawlies

God only knows how much I HATE cockroaches. Ok, maybe it’s more of scared or ‘geli’ but if we put these two together, it would definitely lead to despise, detest, dislike and all those negative words. Simply put, I absolutely loathe the insect. The mere sight of it just gives me the creeps.

And what is even worse? Flying cockroaches!

I had a traumatic experience about them back in my teens. I was in my room with my sis when all of a sudden this bloody cockroach went flying around our room. We went hysterical, screaming our heads off. The cockroach seemed to sense that we were scared and being a horrible insect that it is, tried to follow us around. It followed us when we ran to one corner and followed us again when we ran to another corner. You can imagine the commotion we caused that night! It sounded like we were chased by a murderer. I don’t know why we didn’t think of running out of the room.

Anyway, all went quiet when the cockroach suddenly disappeared. We crawled back to our beds with a feeling of absolute relief. We thought it was over but noooooooooooooooooo……..out of nowhere the cockroach flew and landed somewhere near my mouth. This time I screamed even louder! I was yelling to my sister “Get it off! Get if off!” but she did nothing of the sort. She just stood on her bed with her mouth open and looked shocked beyond words. I had no choice but to do it myself. I smacked the cockroach off my face and it landed on the floor. I immediately took a book and gave it a big whack! The evil cockroach died that night. Yep, I killed it. And I’m happy that I did. To this day I can still feel its hairy legs on my face. Urghhhh…!!

I’ve lived in my apartment for over a year now and it’s great that for the past one year, the apartment has been insect-free. Or maybe they were already around but managed to hide from me…... Anyway, lately ants and cockroaches have started to crawl out of their hiding place and made their presence visible in the apartment. Cleanliness of the apartment is definitely my utmost priority so seeing them crawling at various corners of the apartment just drives me crazy! The cockroaches are small in size and still in their baby phase but I’m not gonna wait till they get big. Must get rid of them fast! Need to call those Pest Control people. If only I had a wand and some magical powers, I’d aim at the cockroaches and go “Stupefy! Stupefy!”

P/S: One more chapter to go!!