It's one of those days

It's one of those days, where you thought you have finally passed another hectic day, have given your all at work, worked overtime (again), and still got chase by some things that you simply have no time to do. And then you wonder how much longer you can hold, and that at this rate you are going, you are seriously going to get brain tumour, because you have really been working yourself so hard mentally and physically.

And then you decided that heck, you are not going to stay at home and be grouchy, that you need to take a break, and that you deserve to do something for yourself, even though it's only for half an hour.

And happiness came when you go out with your mum and your sis, after a nice home-cooked meal, to East Coast Mac to have hot fudge sundae, while grumbling to them you don't know how much longer you can last, and Mum telling you that what's the big deal, you have dealt with all these before, and you did just fine, so just go try your best and heck care the rest. And then all of a sudden, you are glad that you made that move to go out and have a sundae, and that even if you really have brain tumour and die tomorrow, you know that you have made that decision to have that hot fudge sundae with your family instead of working, and it's all worth it.

It's really one of those rare days, that you feel really proud of yourself. AND you know it has nothing to do with work. HA!

4th attempt at sharing

This week's sermon spoke about "What's on your resume?"...... just when I was nearing probably the busiest time of the entire year with the event coming in November.

I mean, first thoughts are... i) I've survived so far, ii) I'm learning every day now publicity and media management work, and iii) how to deal with unexpected twists of events. Hence, in terms of skill sets, I think I'm doing OK.

In terms of doing stuff for the church though, I think I probably scored among one of the lowest. Have been a so-called Christian my entire life and was lamenting to one of my church friends that I didn't really make any major contributions. Am a bit ashamed especially when I see people working so fervently e.g. helping and reaching out to the community, organising events etc.

But then good works are not what God is looking for. I mean, not in terms of scoring what dajie always refers to as "brownie points". Danger is also when the more you do, the more you feel more "righteous" than others. Rev Gan said that a true Christian repents both of his sins, and also of his sense of righteouness, which I quite agree.

And then, at the end of that resume, who will be your character referee? I know that I'm not the most easy-going person on earth, but when I die, I really hope to be remembered as i) a filial daughter, ii) a supportive sister, iii) a loving wife, iv) a sincere friend, iv) a responsible colleague, and most of all v) a person who has lived a life that is worth the time that God has given her.

And at the end of the day, God will be THE character referee, just simply because He knows everyone best. ^ ^

3rd attempt at sharing

I didn't have time to write the whole week because it has got to be the most terrible week both in terms of work and school work. But I really didn't want to give up on the attempts at sharing so here goes again:

What it takes to be a good friend:
i) cultivate a genuine interest in others - work with them, hold their hands, cheer them on
ii) looking out for opportunities to strengthen and help each other
iii) encouraging a bereaved family

The third point is especially depressing this week because the son of one of our church members was killed in a arm robbery case in KL just last Friday. Quite tragic, not to mention violent and sudden.

Am again reminded that I need to put my priorities in life right.

It must be karma

I was disturbing XY and LQ online yesterday night, asking them how come they were still in the office working at this time of the day, and saying that I was all washed up and ready to go to my nice warm bed.

And then today, I was so caught up with work here and there during the day that I didn't even get to start a fraction of what I was supposed to do. And I had promised that I would send it out by tomorrow. That is, including the time taken to find info and get it approved internally and so on. Wraghhhhh!

Lesson learnt: Never laught at people cos it might just come back to you. Real soon.

我真的受傷了

This must be my all time favourite song, especially like now when I'm by myself thinking...
作词:王菀之作曲:王菀之
窗外阴天了 音乐低声了 我的心开始想你了
灯光也暗了 音乐低声了 口中的棉花糖也融化了
窗外阴天了 人是无聊了 我的心开始想你了
电话响起了 你要说话了 还以为你心里对我又想念了
怎麽你声音变得冷淡了 是你变了 是你变了
灯光熄灭了 音乐静止了 滴下的眼泪已停不住了
天下起雨了 人是不快乐
我的心真的受伤了

2nd attempt at sharing

Writing late because I just attended Jeff's wedding at Grand Hyatt, which turned out to be fabulous despite the weird service. I had a really great time with the people at my table. :)

Anyway, back to the main point. The key take away I had at this morning's sermon was that:

(from my french bible)
"Ne faites rien par esprit de rivalité ou par désir inutile de briller, mais, avec humilité, considérez les autres comme supérieur à vous mêmes. Que personne ne recherche son propre intérêts, mais que chacun de vous pense à celui des autres." - Phil 2:3-4

Which translates into:

"Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit, but in humility consider others better than yourselves. Each of you should look not only to your own interests, but also to the interests of others." - Phil 2:3-4

I think the verse is quite self-explanatory. And I will try to remember that when I embark on a new week... :)

To the vet we go...

(Almonn on the way to see the vet)

Mum woke us up this morning to inform us that Almonn had pooed all over the place again, and that his stools had blood in it again. I sprang up from my bed as fast as I could because I was really starting to get worried. He could be having worms inside his intestines, possibly because we had been allowing him to roam about in the grass at the dog runs. And he hasn't been having his annual vaccination. In any case, we brought him to the vet first thing in the morning just in case.

Turned out, his bloody stools could be due to a change in diet or snacks, or "stress". I was wondering to myself what kind of "stress" a dog could have when all he ever does is run around, eat and sleep. Mum said it could be because he hardly sees us nowadays. We leave home early in the morning for work, come back late at night, and even on weekends we are hardly home. He could be lonely. Or perhaps, the typical fear of being abandoned when one grows old?

Anyway, he was to be put on 12-hr fasting period before being allowed to eat steamed rice with minced pork. During this period, he was only allowed to drink H20 to make sure that he would not dehydrate. As expected, this stupid stubborn dog refused to drink that cos I supposed it was too blend for this 少爷. -_-!!!

On a separate note, I attended MS' wedding lunch this afternoon. The best thing that happened was that I got to meet Cdr again! ^ ^ He is by far the bestest boss I've ever had, and I so missed the time working under him...

Reflections for the week

Time seemed to have zoomed past this week. because work has been so so so hectic. Here are the bits and pieces of my reflections for the week:

1. I realised how much I hate being mean even though I know sometimes I have to do that in order to get things going.

2. I hate the fact that I have to chase and chase for the things and act like a biggest pest, but heck, that thing has to be done and I WILL chase you 到天涯海角 until you give it to me.

3. I don't like receiving verbal instructions especially when it comes to things that matter in work. I like to play safe, even though it means that there might be slight delays in the progress. I like to make sure that things get done in a 无懈可击 manner as far as possible. Especially when it comes to money/procurement matters! Argh!

4. I realised on more than one occasion how much good colleagues are hard to come by, and thank God that I've found some in the current work place.

5. On my way to toilet on Wednesday, I was suddenly reminded of how fortunate I am, and that the phrase 任劳任怨 applies not only to my parents, but also to Mr. Jang, in my life. I'm so very thankful for that even though I don't say it out loud. And most of the time, I act like a jerk to them by giving them the leave-me-alone tone, especially when I'm working. Bad!

P/S: Almonn is still having diarrhoea even though there is no more blood in his poo poo. Will continue to monitor.