Great lessons in life

I feel simply sick of all these! We have already broke up for more than a year and I am still linked in some way for whatever shit that he has done. What the hell! I remembered that was the Saturday before APB exams when I was “greeted” with that writ of summons at my doorstep. I was traumatized like crazy and simply had no idea what trouble he has got me into AGAIN. And I had to study for exams! It was only on Monday that I could call and get things clear. I never did sign as his guarantor at all. The law firm should really check their documents clearly before they start traumatizing innocent citizens. Well, it was resolved. But today, I saw 2 missed calls from the law firm during lunch and my heart missed a beat again. When I called back, the lady asked me to help her contact my ex and his rightful guarantor because they can’t find them. Gosh… Can anyone tell me what is going on? What do all these issues have to do with me?! The biggest mistake that I made was ever to have that slightest hope in him. And the biggest lesson that I learnt is to never follow your heart but be rational, be hard-hearted, and think a million times before you call someone your boyfriend. Never assume that you truly know a person, no matter how close you all might be at that point of time.

I learnt another lesson at work today. Never put a story book on your desk because that equates to you having no work to do. Apparently one manager commented on that. I think that’s a lame assumption for anyone to make. The fact is I didn’t even have time to read it at all and I left it there because I just happened to leave it there. Sijia told me that is an unspoken office rule. I think the real unspoken office rule is – learn to be a great pretender. Anyway, managers always believe what they see as existence and assume what they don’t see as non-existence.

My grievances don’t end here. Both my neck and back feel so strained now from the many hours of sitting in front of my laptop and studying the sign-off presentations today. My eyes feel really tired too. Worse, my legs feel like they are practically breaking from the daily torturous experience with my high-heel shoes. The social phenomenon of all girls working at Shenton Way should put on high-heel cord shoes should be put to a stop. Who can ever survive such long-term torture? I am desperate for my mum’s Osim iSqueeze every night.

Well, to put a better closure to my depressing day, I just had a chat with George. He told me to ask for the proof of the retraction from the court summon from the law firm to protect myself. Also, he told me the unspoken rule is valid because Accenture has to portray a positive image since we are working at the client’s side. He also told me to exercise more initiative in my internship and talk to the managers to be involved in the areas of work that I am truly interested in, instead of taking things passively. He is coming to visit me one of these days and thinks he wants to help me establish a more personal relationship with the managers – his old friends. If there is anyone who can always provide me with good advice for school, work or life and give me the kind of assurance and enlightenment I need, it is George. If there is any friend I ever felt indebted to, it is also George. I must be too blessed to have him in my life – the kind of friend who will always be able to offer a helping hand, a crying shoulder and a torch to put life into clearer perspectives.