Counting Down

I cannot figure what’s happening around me this week. As I chose to exclude myself from the pandemonium, it seems inevitable how it can catch you. A job is a job when you are task with things, trying to hit the deadlines, “support” your team, I want to ask “what do I get in return?”

Practically, I get my salary every month. I get my lunchtime. Is it enough to push me further? I know I can’t have colleagues who read my mind. However, I do wish they feel that their actions are not motivating me much. I also do wish people listen to my suggestions, my thoughts. Getting things done is part of my duty, raising my concerns is other’s duty.

We are all here to make ends meet and I try not to “cut other’s heads off”. Maybe everyone wants to get into their bosses’ good books. There are only two ways to do it: prove yourself or suck up. From my observation, it seems like sucking up is the fastest way because you just have to produce a half fuck work and let your mouth do the rest. Proving yourself is the harder path because you need to produce the results.

The long weekend is soon going to slip by and honestly I hate long weekends. By right, it means more time to settle your personal stuffs but, I don’t have the “privilege” of doing it. Instead I spent more time bumming around, playing games and of course sleep. There’s another big reason but I won’t state here.

Its a few more hours before my Sunday comes to an end, I think I should start packing some stuffs; at least I did try to do something.