Of frustrations.

Wow.
It has been six years since I last blogged in here.
But anyway, I'm back.
With tales from the 18th floor these days.
Since I last wrote in here, I have been to three different units.
I've had five different directors.
I've moved to three different offices.
But sometimes, that downward feelings keeps visiting.

The Day The Meeting Ended At 6.30pm As Usual

I love my new phone... I took this during the meeting that I was trapped in...
That's my Department Director who chaired the meeting.

The Day It Was Exactly 1 Week Away From DPA

It is exactly 7 days till I leave for my DPA... A Diploma in Pulic Admin (or is it management?) It will be a 6 month full time course. During those times, it will be bye-bye office work and hello classroom. There will be outdoor and indoor modules... Frankly I am half scared, half-nervous, half-malas, half-excited and half-hearted lah to say the least. The whole thing is cluttering my thoughts that I can't even blog, let alone do work... and work is piling up... demmm...

The DayS That Went By Without Much Work

I will be going for a 6 months full time course. Meaning, no going to the office for the whole 6 months. However this is not the usual classroom lecture, like our old college days. There will be some lectures, but outdooor modules as well... like Outward Bound School, Firefighting, Military, Police Academy and all. So, I am counting the days till that day comes... which is only 19 days away. So the days that went by, hasn't been filled with too much work... Part of me is enjoying this.. A very big part. But a small voice in my head is not... but it's not hard to shut it up... shove it away.

Anyway, about this course thingy, I am excited about it, but scared as well. Won't you be scary too when they tell you in military camp, you will get blisters and all.. carry heavy guns... get lost in the sea. Man, will I survive this bruise-free, no emotional breakdown? I doubt it. I think that's like for a diamond ring with a hundred ringgit note... hahah. But frankly, I am not sure how to prepare myself for this.

Oklah... trying to be mentally prepared for this thing, (since physically i don't think I am that fit.. punyelah pemalas nak jogging). Till then, lepak lepak lepak...

Conclusion: Beehoon goreng pagi tadi mmg tak best.