Saturday, November 3, 2007

4/11/07

I'm currently fixing my comp while working on my sis's laptop. Finally got the time to fix it...it's been down with the damn Trojan horse virus. I hereby apologise to those of you who got infected by me; hope not many of you are were as dumb as me and opened the file. :/

It had been another busy week that has passed in a blur. All the paperwork and stuffs...come to think of it, I'd worked abt 11 hours everyday, for 2 consecutive weeks. And guess what? I don't mind it at all. Not a single bit. A thought even occurred to me yesterday when I was on the way home: It's not a bad thing to be working 7 days a week. It's like, I was kinda sad that I don't have to work during weekends. What's happening to me?? It's either I really love my job THAT much, or I'm trying to do something here. Subconsciously.

23. No, not about the movie but how difficult this age has been for me. The age of realisation and navigation. The age where you start to really think about the future, get cynical and lose the naivety. Maybe it's because I've been too protected, too sheltered and now I'm out there, trying to gain a foothold in whatever's out there. I'm frightened and overwhelmed. I'm trying to understand why things are the way they are, tried to see things with what little knowledge I have and come to realise that I can't. There's so much more to learn and experience. I've finally stopped looking back. I no longer wish that I was still 14, when everything was simple and sweet. I see the long journey ahead but can I say that I've prepared myself for it? As much as I want to, I don't think anyone of us can ever be really prepared as no one knows exactly what is in store for us. We just have to take it with open arms and comfort ourselves by knowing that as we move along, we'll get better and better. It's just like the feeling of getting punched repeatedly. On the first blow, shock and pain surge through your body. The second blow hurts as much as the first, but by the third blow, your body will be more or less accustomed to it that you're sorta expecting it. The following blows will just feel numb.



What am I supposed to expect?

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