Saturday, April 28, 2007
Get up (get up)
Come on (come on)
Why're you scared? (I'm not scared)
You'll never change
What's been and gone
Saturday, April 14, 2007
Commendable report card
Still, I was moderately proud of my achievements in a short span of time. M said it was coz I was baptised by fire. I was always glad for that; it was then when I learnt the quickest, grew the fastest. One mile down, a hundred thousand more to go to get to where I want to be.
It's rare but it happens. I had the best work week that I've had since... hell, since almost forever. It was the most profitable one yet, although the monetary rewards went directly to the monkeys and its handlers, and the big circus bosses.
Still, I was moderately proud of my achievements in a short span of time. M said it was coz I was baptised by fire. I was always glad for that; it was then when I learnt the quickest, grew the fastest. One mile down, a hundred thousand more to go to get to where I want to be.
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
Saturday, April 07, 2007
Almost but not yet
It was near midnight and the huge office was nothing but stuffy like a century old barn house. The air con was always switched off promptly before the sun set. After extended weeks of late working nights, I was dreadfully tired and just wanted to go back home. But at the last possible minute my cab driver stood me up, and there was no way for me to get another. An hour passed, then another, and then everyone left and I was alone in the office. It was suddenly too much for me and I almost broke down in accumulated frustration.
They say that when you pay peanuts, you get monkeys. The circus monkeys around here are the ones who are paid like royalty. The ones who get fed peanuts are the ones pitching tents in the office night after night to farm the gold to add to the monkeys' reserves. Work life isn't fair anywhere and I am not about to quit just because. But times like this, I wonder why I am still here.
Work is a bitch. I was lucky to be able to rein it under control until.
It was near midnight and the huge office was nothing but stuffy like a century old barn house. The air con was always switched off promptly before the sun set. After extended weeks of late working nights, I was dreadfully tired and just wanted to go back home. But at the last possible minute my cab driver stood me up, and there was no way for me to get another. An hour passed, then another, and then everyone left and I was alone in the office. It was suddenly too much for me and I almost broke down in accumulated frustration.
They say that when you pay peanuts, you get monkeys. The circus monkeys around here are the ones who are paid like royalty. The ones who get fed peanuts are the ones pitching tents in the office night after night to farm the gold to add to the monkeys' reserves. Work life isn't fair anywhere and I am not about to quit just because. But times like this, I wonder why I am still here.
