a quick update

i have been working at the zoo now for nearly 2 weeks in the HR department.
so far it has been alright.
one highlight would be:
a behind the zoo tour to take a look at how the rest of the team operates!
it was really interesting, looking at the mega huge bugs, touching caterpillars( they feel like marshmallows!!) and thinking how something so ugly can turn into such beautiful things!
it is kinda ironic how in a place where the belief lies in protecting animals, they too breed animals to feed them to other animals- such as mice, chicks, etc.
these small cute animals are all food to be fed to snakes, toads, etc. born to be fed.

just to touch on the last post where i was ranting and raving about how horrible it is to work in singapore, i have to say the good thing that comes out of it is that i get so caught up in my small little bubble that i hardly think about anything else.
A routine, thats what it is. i am starting to establish one.
if i am not careful, i am going to end up like those old women who died in their homes and got eaten up by their cats. eeks.

i have also shifted temporarily to clementi for the next month or so before i head back to melbourne on the 15th of march.
this is the fourth/fifth time that i am moving and this is the first time that i am old enough to experience how inconvenient the whole process is.
in the past, i was still young. so there was mum around to organise and pack all my things for me. this time round i had to do everything on my own, in case mum throws away something important.
shifting house marks the end of the last of my memories.
moving out, moving on.

am i suppose to be glad

and thankful that:

1) i managed to leave work at 630pm on the dot today
2) i managed to reach home in time to catch the 9pm drama
3) i don't have to work weekends
4) i managed to find the time to read the papers

why is it such that people are expected to work doubly hard?
i look at the faces all around me, on the buses, trains, at work,
and i don't see a smiling one.
i see people buried in newspapers, dozing off, staring blankly into space.
everyone is hurrying off somewhere- to work or back home.

is it too much or even unrealistic to want to achieve a work life balance.
am i asking for too much?
is there a place for someone like me in society, or will i get left behind?
i just feel that it is cruel and highly hypocritical to preach to your employees about a balanced lifestyle, when most of them can't even leave the office on time.

a friend said that he is going to work really hard for the next 15 to 20 years of his life,
and then enjoy the fruits of his labour.
what happens then to the 15-20 years that have been "lost" to working your ass off?
i guess ultimately, it boils down to whether you will regret it by the time you have made enough.

is this the price that i am willing to fork out? not really.
what options do i have?
what do i have to give up?
this is the frustrating part- the fact that i can't have the best of both worlds. ha.

i would like to insist that i am not a lazy employee.
i am willing to work hard.
just that if this goes on for the next 15 years,
all i am left with is an empty shell.

i can't deal with exhaustion and tiredness.
i know it is bad,
but i just let things slide.

all i needed was a listening ear.

i still love the sight of a plane in a sky.
it never cease to amaze me, this wonderful invention.
my heart flutters and do a little dance within.

i think watching planes take off into the sky is one of the most romantic things to do.
watching it slowly fade into the dark velvet blanket,
on its way to the other side of the world.
i could definitely do this all night.

the romance of travel lives on.

don't want the fun to end

i am reading an awesome book.
i can't stop turning the pages,
but somehow i am restraining myself from reading it.
it is like i don't want it to end,
cause i know,
when i down to the final pages,
i am going to feel this tinge of sadness,
that something good has come to an end.

896 +3 years