Wednesday, October 26, 2005

new posting

3 weeks into my job, i was shifted to another shop downstairs. it was actually my initial choice to work in, just that when i first came in, the other side needed a staff and i was posted there.

throughout the 3 weeks, i could say i learn alot in a short time, was actually slightly regretting having to leave just when i was getting settled, but still, the brightly colored batik styled uniforms was THAT ludicrous and gay. just was a downer for me initially, only consolation was that i was able to don jeans and sneakers (def no worries about that) but still, during the 3 weeks, i had to numb myself from looking or thinking about what was i wearing at work. the new place, because of its clientele, we have to project a smart image, thus the shirt and pants. which prompted my friend at FEP to comment the first thing he saw me in that - BAI LEI. which literally means, hypocritical bastard. bollocks.

well, a few more hours, to be exact - 10. will be my 3rd day in the new place. actually the colleagues there would on paper, be my kinda crowd. BUT, we need time to get to know each other better, cos i've been, crudely put, somewhat left in the cold by them. damn. may sound pathetic, but its not as bad la, do talk to them, just that maybe the ice need to be thaw a little bit more.

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poured this out to raf, whom i met of teh-0 at simei kopitiam just now. these things aside, received news that my ex colleague/batchboy just passed away in a motorcycle accident. really somewhat put things in perspective for me. although we are not really close, but from what ive recalled, he's always very proactive, positive and motivated. best memory is of during our SAF day n NDP rehearsals and actual parades, he would always be the timer, his trumpeting voice would keep us in step when most of us is too tired to even muster strength and bother to be the one shouting "left right, left right" . ..

realise that life's like that. the good ones die young. heard from raf about how he was in ICU during his last hours. how the bed was bloodied and dripping with blood, its that bad, i omitted some more details cos its so disheartening and heartbreaking to know that someone u know would be in that condition, NOT to say someone who's close to you.

these things do happen, probably it goes like this... the retrospective mood, for a couple of days, then after awhile people forget. and life goes on.

but i know this will stick in my mind for quite sometime. as cliche as it can be - remember to cherish your loved ones. life is unpredictable.



R.I.P Stanley. you'll definitely be missed.


*EDIT : deleted some comments about someone whom isnt that bad as i thought.

wen|ong @ 1:07 AM
Parting is such sweet sorrow,
That I shall say 'Good night' till it be morrow.