Can't believe I only have one entry in June. Not that I have nothing to document, I just wish I have more time and dilligence. If you are not blogging for money or hardcore interest, it's really easy to go 'astray' isn't it?
Well, let me share more about the recent events first....
Someone once told me that I can't find true friends at work. I didn't quite believe that.
My mom has told me to not share too much. A little reservation is good she said. I didn't quite believe that.
My Grumpy always tell me to not be that trusting. I didn't quite believe that too.
I always believe the good in people. If you don't do me harm or I've not seen the mean and evil side of you, you are generally a good person to me.
As much as my fierce/arrogant/unapproachable front has caused much misunderstanding, I'm really a harmless person. I don't stir shit. I don't like confrontations. If I don't like you, I stay away from you. It's that simple. Or so I thought.
I also thought we used to share almost everything.
So when I did so again, I didn't expect the reaction would be such.
Digging out my one mistake and your own glory. Really?
And you have never screwed up? You might have forgotten the past but why talk about that? I'm not you. And my intention of saying what I said that day was merely a comment, a reminder. Yet, it was misinterpreted as a cristism. Even after I explanined it's not so because I could tell you were not happy, you went ahead to think otherwise. I'm not your boss so who am I to tell you all these, you said. Ouch. It really hurts. I thought I'm your friend, that's why.
When did all these change? Coincidentally or intentionally after you got your promotion too? I've never boasted about mine or put you down. If you think I didn't deserve it before you, the truth is I did. And it says something isn't it? And no, I don't agree and find it unfair to say that it's because I've been in the company longer. I am not perfect, I know that. Do you?
I'm used to being misunderstood but this, this is different.
It will not be the same and I hope you know I'm not someone you can mess with.
The black face and attitude are very uncalled for and since last week, I'm no longer tolerating that.
And yesterday, when you wanted to take the job again (I don't know if it's intentional), I stood up for myself and I thought you showed me a face, ha. I may be wrong but I don't care as much now.
Because from now on, I guess we are just going to be colleagues.
I wish I can tell you how unhappy I am, how you have misunderstood me, how your over-confidence may ruin you although I hope not and may be wrong. But I'm not going to say anymore. Because I'm neither your boss or friend. This may be temporary but in the past week, I find it hard to be the same old me - this is taking longer than I expected. I'm not petty, a part of me for you just died and, I'm moving on....
Yesterday's event went well. I don't know if it's the alcohol, the golfers were cheering for me during the thank you speech. Now, that's a first but i'm lucky in that sense because the big bosses were there.
It's always a team effort I believe. So thank you!
All things, good or bad, will end one fine day.
Our grand uncle left last Tuesday and we sent him off this morning.
At the wake earlier, it's nice to see mom and her cousins talk about their good old days - how grand uncle was a generous person, bringing the whole troop to the cinema.
I remember him as a stern, quiet senior whom I always forget what to address him as.
I remember his place at Ang Mo Kio and how the fourth generation kids would gather at the staircase having our dinner during Chinese New Year.
Those were the good old days indeed.
Grand uncle, have a good journey ahead...
Well, let me share more about the recent events first....
Someone once told me that I can't find true friends at work. I didn't quite believe that.
My mom has told me to not share too much. A little reservation is good she said. I didn't quite believe that.
My Grumpy always tell me to not be that trusting. I didn't quite believe that too.
I always believe the good in people. If you don't do me harm or I've not seen the mean and evil side of you, you are generally a good person to me.
As much as my fierce/arrogant/unapproachable front has caused much misunderstanding, I'm really a harmless person. I don't stir shit. I don't like confrontations. If I don't like you, I stay away from you. It's that simple. Or so I thought.
I also thought we used to share almost everything.
So when I did so again, I didn't expect the reaction would be such.
Digging out my one mistake and your own glory. Really?
And you have never screwed up? You might have forgotten the past but why talk about that? I'm not you. And my intention of saying what I said that day was merely a comment, a reminder. Yet, it was misinterpreted as a cristism. Even after I explanined it's not so because I could tell you were not happy, you went ahead to think otherwise. I'm not your boss so who am I to tell you all these, you said. Ouch. It really hurts. I thought I'm your friend, that's why.
When did all these change? Coincidentally or intentionally after you got your promotion too? I've never boasted about mine or put you down. If you think I didn't deserve it before you, the truth is I did. And it says something isn't it? And no, I don't agree and find it unfair to say that it's because I've been in the company longer. I am not perfect, I know that. Do you?
I'm used to being misunderstood but this, this is different.
It will not be the same and I hope you know I'm not someone you can mess with.
The black face and attitude are very uncalled for and since last week, I'm no longer tolerating that.
And yesterday, when you wanted to take the job again (I don't know if it's intentional), I stood up for myself and I thought you showed me a face, ha. I may be wrong but I don't care as much now.
Because from now on, I guess we are just going to be colleagues.
I wish I can tell you how unhappy I am, how you have misunderstood me, how your over-confidence may ruin you although I hope not and may be wrong. But I'm not going to say anymore. Because I'm neither your boss or friend. This may be temporary but in the past week, I find it hard to be the same old me - this is taking longer than I expected. I'm not petty, a part of me for you just died and, I'm moving on....
Yesterday's event went well. I don't know if it's the alcohol, the golfers were cheering for me during the thank you speech. Now, that's a first but i'm lucky in that sense because the big bosses were there.
It's always a team effort I believe. So thank you!
All things, good or bad, will end one fine day.
Our grand uncle left last Tuesday and we sent him off this morning.
At the wake earlier, it's nice to see mom and her cousins talk about their good old days - how grand uncle was a generous person, bringing the whole troop to the cinema.
I remember him as a stern, quiet senior whom I always forget what to address him as.
I remember his place at Ang Mo Kio and how the fourth generation kids would gather at the staircase having our dinner during Chinese New Year.
Those were the good old days indeed.
Grand uncle, have a good journey ahead...
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