A pretty busy day. Overlooked an event. It seems the team still have some room to improve in terms of team work. I need to brush up some influencing skill. Met the lengzai. Did some sub-standard PR with representatives from product principles. Rushed to Malacca with my tired boss. Had some quality time talking about work and life matter. Nice guy. Reached Malacca in 1.5 hours. Met the adorable MMU kids. Went for some quick lunch. Rushed for a meeting with some cocky government guy who spent 90% of time talking about his awesome life stories. Amusing guy. My boss almost lost him patience. Another session of boss-staff talk along the journey. Thanked him. Reached home at 8PM. Browsed through FB. Hit the gym. Met him again. Got lucky afterward. Home again.
I had an awkward conversation with my boss. I told him that I have been looking for an exit. I would like to use what I have instead of trying to work through a rougher road to compete with the IT experts in the team. He tried to persuade me to stay back to explore what I liked. Yes he is very good with persuading. I started to doubt if they are true. Why not take on my destiny with my own hands?
He mentioned something which I have always agreed upon "the world runs on a barter trade." For example, you spent more time working on your career, hence you have lesser time on relationship and personal time. You may earn a lot but too much of working may take toll of your health in a long run.
"Work smart, don't work hard" I don't practice smart working. I don't think I am stupid, but the lack of confidence has made me felt that way- stupid.
Back to home. Got lucky with a guy. He said I am really a good bottom. I laughed. He is really rigid, pretty masculine. I don't understand how come he likes fucking asshole. We have little conversation. I said thank you as well.
Life goes on. I am not ready for relationship. I felt I should focus on my career path. I need to remind myself to be positive and love myself. When one loves himself, miracle will happen. I await.
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