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Saturday, August 4, 2007
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doinkz. and so i am back again. =)

first of all, i ended my first full-time job!!! of course, this is weird that i am so happy, but i simply decided that i had enough. and of course, i was super elated when i got the job in the first place because it was what i wanted, but turned out otherwise. and so, to unveil the mystery, i was previously working jurong point management as a brand assistant. initially it really wasnt that bad, and to some extent, i indeed enjoyed working there. but as time goes by, things got worse and worse until i decided that i didnt want anymore of such nonsense, and so, here i go.

but i thought that i would also feel happiness and nothing else when i left, and yet i was so wrong. i actually felt sad when leaving!! oh my god. what is wrong with me? that day when i left (last friday to be exact), i feel some sense of loss and as if, i am going to lose a part of me. indeed, life will never be the same again - be it more tedious or less, but i think i have somewhat grown a little attached to them.

the most important person there is hack (or hag). hack because she would hack into my tiny little space as if it's her and hag because i am trying to be mean and you will know what i mean if you just include an 'old' in front of the hag. anyway, i would curse and swear silently at her everyday, because it would always somewhat due to her that i have to stay back - be it zapping the articles, photocopying the forms, doing up cover pages, updating the database, pasting stamps, stuffing envelopes, whatever..

the next one is the producer - sherlyn. =) she is nice to me in every way. haha~.. and on my last day, she still bought me chips and treated me to lunch at ichiban. somewhat an expert in excel, but too bad she came into much later and i only got to interact with her for 3 weeks. we usually have lunch together - and i am rather grateful for such a lunch partner.

lastly, nancy. the oldest there, and the most emotional one to know upon my resignation. =P she taught me alot on how to use the printer. without her, i would be stuck there, jamming the queue. and thanks to her, now i am an expert when it comes to that model of canon printer. haa~..

anyway, this resignation showed me many things and somewhat enlightened me. the person who ultimately cares alot about me is hack though i really hates her sometimes. (i dont reject the myth/fact that she may be concerned because it means more work to her) anyway, that was more than what i expected of my boss, who didnt even ask a single word. seriously, at the end of it, i am actually more tolerant towards hack, and gained much dislike for my boss who doesnt seem to give a shit/pretended that i am somewhat transparent. to think that i respected her alot and yearn to be as successful as her one day. think i take back my words/thoughts/everything associated with it.

and of course, i was touched by this particular bt batok uncle - who was formerly on my hate list there because he shouted at me on the first day of work for no reason, and subsequently shouted at me for something that shouldnt be faulted at me. anyway, he is the only one who kept asking me about my resignation, and as far as i can remember, the very rare few that ask about my whereabouts and if i settle for lunch. didnt really thought that there will be people who care, because the environment there is so cold (literally/non-literally).

anyway, by end of the day, still glad that there are people like nancy and bt batok uncle who care (as they are not from my department). and i am actually the last person to leave the office on my last day. what the toot. and so, this is my first job that ended in 1.5 months.




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