'Culture' Shocked..
Hello guys. As many of you’ve known, I got out from NYP earlier this year. Then I head straight to the working force. That’s when my life changes.
To cut the story short, I started working mid May, work, work, work, what more, SHIFT work. It’s no funny business. It’s tough for me, especially for a job starter I guess. But no doubt, I love my job. Love it too much, that sometimes I dedicated all of my energy to the job. It’s not healthy people. I started to miss out my language classes, my family gatherings, friends’ outing, and not forgetting, I neglected going out with ‘you-know-who’. And yes, if you could see, I’ve not blog for quite a long bit.
All that was said, it came to mind, maybe a mini self-reflection.
Commitments and Responsibilities
It exists to us since we don’t know when. It is our guidance to survival, unconsciously. Even as toddlers, since day one in this world, no doubt, we’re born with such duties. As babies, we cried, it was by nature, to get food, to grow, to live! (It may be crazy of me to even think this way, but it is like 5am++. So excuse my nonsense.)
Okie, I am feeling a little poetic now…. Here goes nothing…
Cry to Survive
Sleepless night, the glaring day
Magical moments to the sad dismay
Feeling joy with twirls of pain
Feeling toiled, weakness I shall feign
Down on luck, spirit’s down
Turn around, them, I found
There’s no shame of dazing tears
It’s no game, life, I will not sear.
No idea what got into me, but I hope you guys like that anyways, maybe give me some feedbacks, or not? Hehe!! I wanted to blog so much of what was up. Just couldn’t, life is a little confusing for me now. Give me time, I’ll adjust, and write more.
For the meantime, whoever is reading, you may suggest on what I should write on. Maybe about my hair, my Hari Raya preparations, my financial plans, or my dreams and ambition! So much to write. No inspiration. So bring me the inspiration guys!! Till then, I love you all…
To cut the story short, I started working mid May, work, work, work, what more, SHIFT work. It’s no funny business. It’s tough for me, especially for a job starter I guess. But no doubt, I love my job. Love it too much, that sometimes I dedicated all of my energy to the job. It’s not healthy people. I started to miss out my language classes, my family gatherings, friends’ outing, and not forgetting, I neglected going out with ‘you-know-who’. And yes, if you could see, I’ve not blog for quite a long bit.
All that was said, it came to mind, maybe a mini self-reflection.
Commitments and Responsibilities
It exists to us since we don’t know when. It is our guidance to survival, unconsciously. Even as toddlers, since day one in this world, no doubt, we’re born with such duties. As babies, we cried, it was by nature, to get food, to grow, to live! (It may be crazy of me to even think this way, but it is like 5am++. So excuse my nonsense.)
Okie, I am feeling a little poetic now…. Here goes nothing…
Cry to Survive
Sleepless night, the glaring day
Magical moments to the sad dismay
Feeling joy with twirls of pain
Feeling toiled, weakness I shall feign
Down on luck, spirit’s down
Turn around, them, I found
There’s no shame of dazing tears
It’s no game, life, I will not sear.
No idea what got into me, but I hope you guys like that anyways, maybe give me some feedbacks, or not? Hehe!! I wanted to blog so much of what was up. Just couldn’t, life is a little confusing for me now. Give me time, I’ll adjust, and write more.
For the meantime, whoever is reading, you may suggest on what I should write on. Maybe about my hair, my Hari Raya preparations, my financial plans, or my dreams and ambition! So much to write. No inspiration. So bring me the inspiration guys!! Till then, I love you all…
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