Two years on

Today marks the 2th death anniversary of my late mother.

Time waits for no one. Not much has changed. Things that I want to achieve after I forgone them in some ways or another in fulfilling the duty of a son, are still not done yet. There is still no long term goals whatsoever.

I am still thinking about my plans - whether to further study, whether this job is right for me - i dun like certain aspects of it, I like freedom more than anything. I dun mind carry on working in this place, but an incident on thu is making me to think twice. I am not a good leader - no one listens to my instructions and directions - i can instruct certain pp to do the jobs, and yet they can overwrite me by asking somebody to do so, and screw the whole thing by not meeting the time limit. And man the worst is that this can happen when a star is in there.

So what did I got in the end for being so nice and trust my men to do the job? An 7 extras that is pending.

Sianz. F**king sianz of these.

I really hope that I can find my directions soon. Maybe the first step is get my way out when the time is right.