Friday, April 12, 2002

My Own Sunrise

The Interview or rather presentation, at Manchester this coming Tuesday has been cancelled indefintiely until further notice. Needless to say, I am more than disappointed after putting in so much effort for the past one week on drafts and even a Babtie Group report. All efforts and research seems to have gone down the drain. Down spirited? YES.... Giving up? NO! This has been the umpteenth time I've been dealt with setbacks after setbacks. When will this ever stop?? However... I've grown enough to know that if I am pessimist enough to treat this as a catastrophe... nothing is gonna work out right in my life. It keeps on coming ain't it? I've got nothing to lose anyway... my life here has been plagued with problems after problems... what else can be worse? Therefore, I will dictate my temperaments and not my mood... guess this is just life.

2.00am .............. Got back from work. Started intensive research and report.

7.07am .............. Retired after 5 hours at the computer. Almost finished with the report and draft for presentation.

8.00am .............. Grew tired and slept.

9.30am .............. Some asshole rang the doorbell for 10minutes. When I went out to check, no one was there. Freak me side ways!
F***ing hELL!@

11.04am............. First phone call by Babtie Group informing me of the cancellation until further notice. Dejected and unable to sleep
further, I switched on the computer to check some mails.

11.30am ............ I grew tired again and slept.

12.04pm ............ My uncle from London called me to ask on my address so that he could send me some information on
presentations. I relayed to him the cancellation and he was very upset as well. We chatted for some time before
eventually putting down the phone.

2.09pm .............. I got up and went on to the computer to do some e-mailing and felt a bit lost staring at the computer. Eventually, I
got off the computer table, tidied, hoovered and redecorated my room.

3.57pm .............. Finished everything and now writing my weblog here. Off to work soon... Disappointing day but nonetheless, reality
sucks and we just hafta move on. Another 4 hours of disordered sleep. Thanks a lot!

Gotta chuck now... later.

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-Saving Private Ray-

Next week's assessment centre is closed due to lack of support but most likely the interview will still be on instead of the presentation. I'm still trying to keep in touch with the personnels and will update whenever anything turns up. Zahar bro and Seou Mei... thanks for being there. Pet... you somehow turned the unimaginable into something pretty magical... thanks! Looking forward to more but it's pretty strange actually to have bumped into you. Of all the places in the world, you have to be there... here comes my how I wish this and that.... anyway, you made me smile and live stronger. I guess it's just one of those things. I'm truly honoured. I am gratified everyone. I am still working on the short stories... will publish it on net for a trial period before considering posting it. Later everyone... c'ya.

Hazy in Liverpool

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Amelioration Period

This site will be going through a restoration period due to a prolific of events which has crashed the entire system. The author wishes to submit into oblivion for an undesignated period of time. Updates will be submitted whenever possible. A new section of private journals or short stories will be added when the author returns. Thanks for all your support.

Plunging into Melancholia in Liverpool...

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