Wednesday, February 29, 2012

I finally got my own PC, a portable one too.
I have not been writing my blog for a very long time.
Almost all my recent entries were mere ‘copy and paste’ from my Tumblr or FB account.
I have not written for a very long time. And I mean really WRITE – written.
However, I’m quite pleased to announce the reason behind it.
After our Annual Stock Take 2011, I was given a raise and more responsibilities for the year 2012.
Although the amount isn’t enough for me to brag about, it really does feel good that my 2011 work performance is acknowledged.

Story of the day.

I went to The Lounge during my break time – like I always do, and started a conversation with a co-worker whom I’ve only known by face.
I’ve seen her many times in The Lounge by herself but never did dared to speak to her as she always had a frustrated expression.
However, this time, she smiled at me when our eyes met.
It was a golden opportunity.
“LC, come! Join us.” I was already in a prior discussion with a Pharmacy lecturer about the best lunch choices available for us at workplace.
After a while, the lecturer left us as she had a class to teach.
LC began to make enquiries about my work.
From her questions, she was indeed very curious about me.
Me being me, didn’t hold back and told her everything she wanted to know.
“What a waste! You’re only at ‘assistant’ level?” I wasn’t the least offended by her straightforwardness or but perhaps a bit embarrassed as I can see she’s genuinely frustrated to hear my ‘tragedy’.
She even offered some advice on how to advance in my career options- to earn better income.
I told her even more about my situation, how I can’t cope in stressful environment.
Although she couldn’t quite understand nor empathise my predicament, I find it rather amusing how agitated she was with my story.
“I know another person here just like you!” That person turned out to be the same co-worker whom I had chatted with just last week. How odd that we actually have this similarity.
Anyway, the conversation had to end as her break was over.
As she got up to leave, she reiterated, “What a waste!”
When I began to sigh in reverie, I’m surprised to find that I didn’t agree with her at all.
I know that for the past two years- all my panic attacks, sleepless nights, dark suicidal thoughts have kept their distance.
I know that I’m now feeling better, much better.
I know that after all that darkness, every day that I can sleep, eat, smile, or just merely function as a person – is a pure gain.
Nothing is wasted.

3 comments:

E. said...

well written! i agree wholeheartedly with you. it's no waste, no tragedy at all.

nemo said...

definitely...a gain! yeay! you have a portable pc now! :) nice work!!!

cendolic said...

Thanks