That last few weeks of 2008 has been a blast.. or sort of. Filled with many idle days of decadence; days with no objective, no productivity and not much cares.
Unfortunately, all good things have always got to come to an end and here's 2009, bringing with it a new set of challenges and forebodings. And let me assure you, I am very anxious about the next few months. One word of course, is the main reason of my anxiety -- work. Seriously, I've only been back at work for less than a fortnight but already, I'm now trying to accept (with much effort) certain decisions made by management concerning my workload and extra-curricular activity, much like a very sick person trying to swallow a very very bitter pill. How could I object? Especially if the very people responsible for those undesirable decisions are the same ones who have a say about your ricebowl?
Sometimes, the people with the most noble of intentions are the ones who are most cruel to you.
