Moody Rants

I must've got up on the wrong side of the bed, or was pre-menstrual or both earlier this week. Despite having a brilliant time in KL meeting up with JL and a relaxing time catching up with my cousins in Brunei, I came back to work on Tuesday with a face like a slapped arse - whatever that means.

I got shortlisted for a scholarship to study in the States, so I went back to Brunei for the interview. It lasted all of 10 minutes, not exactly difficult questions. But had I read the little essay I wrote for the application form, I reckon that scholarship would've been mine. Having written it months ago, I completely forgotten what I had written. I even nearly forgot what course I was thinking of applying for. Needless to say the interview could've gone better, but I thought it went ok anyway.

Went straight into work from the airport to be greeted with stupid stupid news. Months ago there was talk of me looking after a complete section together with the facades. Then there was talk about me just looking after the facades. And now... I'll just have to carry on doing what I've been doing and there bringing someone else in from Macau to look after my section and I'll have to work with him. Have I just got short-changed for a promotion - twice?? Fact is, even my previous trainees could do my current job with their eyes closed. Hardly brain-flexing work.

So, I obviously didn't take that piece of news very well. And for the rest of the week I had to deal with complete imbeciles. I think I completely lost the plot and swore a great deal. Apologies to those who got caught in the line of fire and were told to get f**ked.

Today I feel much better. If I don't get the scholarship, there's always Vancouver possibly still waiting for me. I need to get out of this hell hole. If I don't start using those grey matter, I fear they will die of intelligence-starvation. I need to stop treating this like a paid holiday. I'm getting bored. (Not to mention sick of interacting with kiasu morons everyday)