.: "As long as you are willing to laugh

Tuesday, May 15, 2007

Where's the darn resignation letter?!

I absolutely detest/loathe/dislike/abhor (I simply refuse to use the 'h' adjective) what I'm doing.

I dunno the objective of the study. I dunno why I'm doing it. It feels like I'm trying to think of problems when there's none. When I ask questions, there's no interest to tell me more other other than just answering me. The body language emits a strong signal of disinterest. The tone hasty and rushed, as if pressed for time.

HELLO, if you dun mind, I made an APPOINTMENT to speak with you at a time convenient to YOU and you were ONE HOUR LATE. On top of that, the entire length of conversation was less than 5 minutes, I swear.

NB: The above mentioned is not my boss

And I'm constantly playing hide-and-seek with my boss. I'd prefer to play catching though, at least I get to see the person I'm chasing.

I'm getting out of here. And I'd betta make it SOON.

Who Am I?

A commoner in the midst of the typical Singapore (rat)race trying to juggle life between being a mum, a help-meet to her husband, a long-time (ex) grassroots leader and faithful follower of her God. My high-needs, strong-willed daughter showed me the way to attachment parenting, and along with that, a convert of demand-breastfeeding, babywearing, cloth diapering, and co-sleeping. My miracle boy is the ultimate testimony that God hears. The story of R is one that tells of a faithful God who will, in spite of any situation and condition, protect and guard His sheep with grace and mercy. And Z is my recompensation and full reward.