Thursday, July 12, 2007

another new start

Came in late today, coz I’ve spilled drinks over my thinkpad yesterday (clumsy) and had it overnight with the cloners – luckily it didn’t blow. And today, I’ve started the transition for my new job role. It’s a newly created position. Highly confidential. It’s a piece taken from portion of another manager’s job plus another add on area. Not that new for me but very challenging I guess, as I’ll be dealing with most of the decision makers. To conceptualise whatever craps that I would pick up in meetings, covert it into a feasible figures to help them make calculative decisions. wuhhuu..gerun siutss.. salah figure.. kiokk! What I can foresee are purely hard work, loads of stresses are expected and I really need to play my ball good – politics are everywhere. I was quite surprise that this job was recommended to me by 2 of my boss’s bosses tho I’m not surprise when it’s not coming from her. Not that I don’t like her, its just that, no matter how good you perform, it doesn’t matter coz you’re not her favorite. And I don’t really mind if she thinks that she has the right to play favoritism as long as it didn’t effect much of my work. But when last week I was scolded for trying to be helpful and criticized for being ahead of everyone – whatever she meant, I got so frustrated with her.. well just about time that I’m leaving her department. But I’m cool.. I am a professional.. in good faith she prolly had a bad pms too. Well.. I am a very forgiving person..I don’t keep petty things at heart. She’ll learn one day.. and that’s not in my hand.

And highlights for the day… counting days now to pack my bags and hit the sky… If everything turns out to be fine and god’s will, I be going to UK and Paris this coming August for about 3 weeks. Wuhhuu.. really can’t wait. Still fickle about bringing the thinkpad along (equal of bringing the work with you).. security wise, afraid if it get lost.

And the story behind UK and Paris.. some will be told and some will remain untold.

6 comments:

thewailer said...

have a nice trip maya :)

demonsinme said...

Melady Maya:

Forgive me in advance for flooding your comment section with my words. This poem I wrote, are the summary of a question that have lingered in my head for quit some time. I really need to find an answer, at least one that would satisfy me for a short while.

If you don't mind, do share with your insight. I ask of this as it is my believe that you and others that ask are among the best enlughtened minds that I have ever had the chance to encounter.

I understand if u don't and wish thus deleting it.

I thank you in advance.

WHY AM I DEAD?

Hey mister,
why so somber?
the world is full with colour,
live up enjoy the splendour.

It's because I'm dead.

No mister you can't be dead,
your face id still red,
look, even that wound still bled,
and you look like a man well fed.

Really, I died.

Mister, why do you lie,
I can tell from from eyes,
I know you have just cry,
how could you say you have died?

Boy here's why,

Could you feel that the air is so dry,
and the soil beneath your covered with sly,
and both fought seeking to be beautified,
by seeping the river's blood dry,
there's no more space for me forehead to shy.

Besides, I have nothing to sing.

no, not even one of 'em shining things,
and me belly is no larger than a string,
you know how 'em bitches love those shiny shiny things,
on the head and the bellies of a dying king.

Yup, you're dead.
and I better fled,
being with you is most definately bad,.

Hey, I did told you am dead.

D.N.A.S said...

Don't bring the thinkpad lah, dear. I just lost mine and it's a lot of hassle. There were many of my documents that I forgot to backup, now still struggling to manually recover some of them, as they're to be delivered to customers soon. Wargh!!! PMS terus.

Maya said...

@ thewailer

thanks much

@dim

no worries, u can flood this space anytime you want :)

@dnas

still fickle la dear..its gonna be 3 friggin weeks.. nnt balik tadak kerja..huhuh..

Angel Eyes said...

*hugs*

demonsinme said...

Melady MAYA:

No comments, just a gift for you to give to your loved ones.

DARLING

Neither diamonds nor golden rings,
even crowns of a king,
or the breasts of queen,
shall mend this lonely sting,
if you whom my heart sing,
hid like the moon in morning,
and shy like the sun in the evening,
leaving me forever yearning,
for the kiss from the one I call darling.