Internship

Holy crap... It's been quite some time since I wrote anything here. Just some updates in my life. It's been 3 crazy weeks in my internship. I wouldn't want to disclose too much about it but all is good now. I am glad to have a tough and demanding supervisor around me. When I first started the internship, things were rough. I was so stressed out due to communication problems with the boss. I also constantly gave excuses to myself for not being capable to deliver what he wants or expects from me. I was so demotivated because everyone tells me that I got the toughest supervisor of all and wished me good luck. Things are so tough here that 2 of my coursemates are leaving for another internship at another company. 

The negativity lingered around me for days. I even had nightmares when I sleep. Things took a little change when I remembered how miserable life in the ward was. I then compared life in the office and life in the ward and thought to myself, this was nothing. Yup, it's just another challenge in life. I gotta stay positive that this is all a learning process. Wow... I am so pumped up for the coming week. ROAR!!!

Am I too Nice?

It's amazing how certain people who doesn't even meet me up for a drink or chat can suddenly just pop up out of nowhere and ask me for favour. Honestly, the old me would really try to help these people, but the me NOW will try to ignore them. Just recently, some people called me up so that they can try to sell me insurance. Another talked to me in hopes of using my ID to apply for student car pass for university since I am a final year student. 

Others messaged me to vote for their campaign, pictures and so on. They will tell me how they need to win the competition and get the cash prize cos they are short on money. These same people owns a car, can afford to travel out of Malaysia and have the most updated gadgets. Are they trying to fuck with me?

Finally Over

What a bitch! My so-called 'thesis' have been printed out and is ready for submission this afternoon. I would like to thank the faculty admins for doing a hell of a job. I love it when they set 3 different standards for writing to make my life a living hell (standard A from supervisor, standard B from office admin, standard C from coordinator). Also, thank you to Ms H (my project guide) for ignoring my calls and sms during the process of writing. Seriously, the only person I want to thank and say sorry to is dardar for all the trouble that I have caused him. 

Anyway, the CNY is almost here and it is time to go back to my home in Kepong. I have not gone back to my home ever since the hospital incident. Reason being that my mom and I are not in talking terms. I was enraged by her constant nagging that I am not as good as my friends. Always telling me to not make her heart sick. Consistent reminder to me that I have to do better in studies (anyone wanna tell me how to get higher than 4.0 GPA?). I am just so fed up with all this nonsense. She always make me feel that I am not good enough. Is it really so difficult to praise me even once? Enough is enough already. I am no longer gonna give a fuck about all this shit.