Fade away..
Monday, May 26, 2008
today's the first day at work in schlumberger. after a brief round of introductions, i tried my best to escape the labelling as "Ow's son", and tried to hit it off with the really nice office ladies down at admin. yup, so far i've been treated really well by the ladies and by my 2 bosses. So happens that one of them's the past president of Engin Club as well! Hahaa...interesting coincidence, I must say.

So today I got my personal laptop at work, and went up online searching for alternative anti-rust oils. Throughout the day I couldn't stop dozing off at the laptop while surfing wikipedia, so i ended up haunting the coffee dispenser. took 4 cups of cafe mocha to keep me alive the entire day. >_<

oh well. tomorrow's gonna be a busier day out. i'm tired, theres other stuff to do, it feels like time management skills need to be levelled up a notch. how things have changed from one month past, really. ahh well. life's fickle, i suppose.

learning through life's potholes

There's a Hole in my

Sidewalk
I
I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I fall in.
I am lost...I am helpless.
It isn't my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.

II
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don't see it.
I fall in again.
I can't believe I am in the same place.
But, it isn't my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.

III
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I still fall in. Its a habit.
My eyes are open.
I know where I am.
It is my fault. I get out immediately.

IV
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.

V
I walk down another street.

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