26 July was the correct date, and I proceeded to do up the briefing document. The only problem was that it was 26 July 2013! Of course, I found out that error only after the document had gone out to thousands of people - when someone asked me to "explain how this has happened". I swear, these mistakes - and the associated consequences - are chipping away at my life bit by bit. What the f*** is happening? This has happened too many times to be dismissed as bad luck. Ever since I got back from Japan and had my desk changed, the mistakes keep coming.
SO and I managed to find some time alone and had a little chat. We agreed that there have been much tension and stress levels within the office and it has accumulated to an unhealthy level. Although our client teams are very different and therefore scope of work also very much different, we agreed to help each other out as best as we could. It was a great informal chat and I'm grateful I was able to at least talk to someone about my frustrations.
Our office will be having an off-site event next week, to recap on past initiatives and brainstorm for new ideas. To encourage the spirit of participation, we'll have to bring some home-cooked food along with us and pool them for lunch. Home-cooked food? No pressure there! There are also talks of allocating an hour to a table-tennis tournament. No pressure here either.
The new colleague I mentioned in the previous post is easing into the job well. Her work has been very helpful and has been recognized throughout the office. Just a few weeks more, and she should be able to successfully take on some of the more demanding client work. A rather interesting thing though, is that she does boxing - a mismatch considering her petite frame.
My sister is back from Korea. I still feel that it was quite a big deal that she managed to survive for a month overseas without family. I went to pick her up at the airport past midnight and almost couldn't get up for work the next morning. She got me a pen - that looks like it was swiped from some hotel - as a souvenir.
I went for the movie The Fault in Our Stars last week. J had recommended the book to me sometime back and I felt that the book was considerably better, perhaps because there were more context, and to me context and the ability to understand things in its entirety is of paramount importance. I have also just finished another season of Game of Thrones. As usual, it was great with plenty of "WTF" moments.
I attended an IPO ceremony by myself last week and I came up with a theory on confidence. Confidence is not an emotion. Rather, it is something that is meant to be portrayed and shown, just like an additional piece of clothing. As such, it should be "be confident" instead of "act confident", because there is no way confidence can be acted out. Within the period where someone is said to have successfully "acted" confidently, he or she is confident within that period. In conclusion, there is no such thing as fake or true confidence. Confidence is confidence. I'm still working on a definition for that.
And to a certain someone, I just wanna say, I honestly have no idea what to make of "that". Are you trying to tell me something? If so, I don't think I got it. Why now?
[Quotes]
"Most men ebb and flow in wretchedness between the fear of death and the
hardship of life; they are unwilling to live, and yet they do not know
how to die." - Seneca
"Neither have they hearts to stay, nor wit enough to run away." - Samuel Butler
“I have learned that if you must leave a place that you have lived in
and loved and where all your yesteryears are buried deep, leave it any
way except a slow way, leave it the fastest way you can. Never turn
back and never believe that an hour you remember is a better hour
because it is dead. Passed years seem safe ones, vanquished ones, while
the future lives in a cloud, formidable from a distance.”- Beryl Markham
“Remorse is a violent dyspepsia of the mind, But it is very difficult to
treat because it cannot even be defined, Because everything is not gold
that glisters and everything is not a tear that glistens, And one man's
remorse is another man's reminiscence.” - Ogden Nash
"Intelligence is the wife, imagination is the mistress, memory is the servant." - Victor Hugo
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