Revealed.

I bet no one could have guess,
I’m talking not about a person,
but rather,
It’s my job..

It’s the Passion, not the Money
That makes me work.
It’s the Enthusiasm, not the Paycheck
That keeps me alive.

Here’s what my blood group says about me during work:
(-) Creative and possess new ideas
(-) Cannot differentiate between work and hobby
(-) Cannot take orders
(-) Do not hesitate to introduce innovative changes and are not worried about theirs criticisms

And i agree totally that i can’t differentiate between work and hobby.
Cos if i realli like a place or whatever i’m doing,
i’ll love to go to work everyday.

I like to come up with new ideas to improve my work area.
People have been telling me that they support my new ideas,
but yet their actions haven been proving so.

I can agree that different people has different priorities in their lives,
and probably these bunch have already passed the prime of their careers
and now just looking for stablization.

I however,
am now at the peak of my time,
and my job is to assist my boss
to improve the standards of the lab.

What’s happenings recently has affected my morale,
The bitchings about one another,
People playing the best mind games,
Even lunches can be used as a gossip point.

What worries me is that it has affected my work performance,
Even though i’m trying hard not to show it.
My mistakes at work,
Has been more often recently.

I believe i was the topic amongst the production ppl,
I seldom give a damn to these ppl,
Cos they are in no position,
To hinder my goals in Life.

I have set some goals for the next 5 yrs,
I’m heading there with my beliefs and my leadership.
I got lots of experiences handling with people,
So why am I, like a noob in the working world?

Day by day,
I told Drama Queen that i’m tired all the time.
Hours by hours,
I felt Life slipping away from me.

What keeps me alive is the,
Looking forward to end of the day,
But what makes me sigh,
Is that tomorrow is another working day.

I don’t like people to tell me to becareful of her,
to be careful of him,
don’t say so much to her,
don’t say so much to him.

I dislike people using me as a pawn in their games,
Cos i’m always the player, not the chess pieces,
Cos i’m always the winner, not the one,
walking away with heads lowered.

Having a hunger for success,
I learnt to be flexible,
I don’t care about rules,
I make my decisions fast,
And i don’t look back and regret.

My patience is thinning,
My motivation is lowering,
I look forward to my pay day,
And thereafter, i wonder what else can i look forward to.

Yes, with the money,
I can survive without stretching out to ask from parents,
But yes, i not only survive on money,
I survive on the love and the passion for whatever i’m doing.

In here,
I mentioned Passion twice,
But money thrice.
Sigh…………

BUT BUT BUT BUT BUT BUT BUT BUT BUT

All is not lost yet,
Friday seemed to be different from others.
I’m still tired,
But it’s not the kinda tired that i mentioned on other days.

It’s the happy-tired,
Not the disgusted-tired.
It’s the tired of completing my tasks,
Not after the politics-games.

As my buddy, Aaron, said twice,
It doesn’t matter who enters the production area,
As long as we complete our work together,
Why so gek gao (calculative)?

This 2 yrs will be the most difficult,
I’m always thinking i’m doing some stupid job,
But have i realised what lies beneath,
Is that i have the opportunity to be in touch with everything.

I understand every single process of my job,
I’m able to improve, to propose new ideas,
Because i’m updated with the happenings,
Because I did everything with my bare hands.

Shouldn’t I be glad?
What happenings in the “Office” isn’t within my control,
But what’s happening in the lab,
I’m able to make a difference.

As i always say,
I’m born for the greater things,
But i’ve often overlooked the most basic fundamentals,
Which i thought i knew it very well.

It’s the fundamentals,
That keeps the building sturdy and safe.
It’s the fundamentals,
That allows you room for improvements.

Work on monday,
We shall see. :)

~ by Kel on June 7, 2008.

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