Work Thoughts

On the way home after whole day's frustration, I couldn't stop wondering how worst the situation could be. I'm at my mid thirty and still an assistant. I worked so hard but seems never good enough.

The bottom line is I love this job and I care for this job to do this much. Yet, how much is enough and how much is the most I could take.

When I was in the army, I used to work with this officer, it's never been easy. He is no doubt a nice person, but just difficult. I couldn't remember how long I suffered from this, but I survived.

All this reminded me of that situation back then, I suffered cause I have to. Now I suffered for my passion of fashion. Heaven knows what I have been doing and working. What is fair? I really don't know. At the end of the day, you are still judged.

Good or bad? I couldn't control all, but I wanna tell myself that I have no sorry for anything or anyone.

I don't think myself so important that I'm irreplaceable. I'm just like everyone, trying to work the best way for all.

I don't think myself is so good and talented that I could do anything either.

When is the time I'd stop thinking all this? I don't know. Maybe one day, maybe that day will never come. Maybe it's the day when I think enough is enough, then that's another story.

Mike blogged from E71