The office was yet again quiet. Like yesterday, no one spoke of anything. But then again, work has to go on doesn’t it? As everyone is busy with their work, I stared around the empty clouds above everyone’s head, trying hard to peek at what their thoughts might be. And you guessed it, I couldn’t see anything else but the happening. Looks like something like this is hard to get it off. The decree of fear and shock befalls on all our minds. Hopefully all will get over it by the end of the week. Hopefully.
Well, I was at an all time low today. The power of reminiscing is just too huge to overcome. And its just one’s mind that makes it always going on and on, every moment captured like a video camera is then reflected to your heart, becoming to what we know of as emotion or feeling. And yes, it rocked me. Frightened. Its just another thing in life that I could hardly accept. And stop guessing, because you know I won’t tell anyone. Its a closed secret. No more further discussion.
As you can see, I could only pour out my feelings like any other blogger would do. Because my title says it all. Thinking is easy. Talking is hard. Blogging is worse. Its a worldwide thing. Its rather… open.. or should I say… exposed. Somethings are not meant to be revealed to the world. Or your life could be affected like hell has no mercy to its devils. Identity is sacred. Secretive yet sacred.
Anyway, I came across something that I have been willing to say for a long time since young. And that is work-recognition. Sometimes I think that Singaporeans at work should be credited and recognised for the things they do to improve. Even if it is the itsy-bitsy things in a small department, I think that one should be recognised and rewarded. The government currently only recognises people whose items and inventions or discovery is impactual to the society. And credits either goes to one person or the team. But like everyone else, they will say : “I did a part. Why ain’t I rewarded?” I will prolly say the same when I finish the fair itself. Because I’m just a temp, that’s why I won’t get anything more than my pay. And what if I perform well? Do I still get the full-time job I wished for? Nothing is materialising. Nothing is confirmed. And sometimes things like these are what I call “Hard to Commit to”.
Singapore is one place for the best to excel, not the average or moderately low people. Singapore is not a place for me to stay and excel. How I am dying to get out of this country. Stressful? Yes. Expensive? Yes. Demanding? Yes. What more can I say about Singapore? They are just making the rich richer and the poor poorer. Maybe the government just think that the poor is just poor and even if they do enough for the poor, the poor only get “what is required and enough” for them, which the poor don’t think so. To the poor, nothing is enough. And you got it right, the government doesn’t realise that. That’s why every rich man is happy, every poor fella out there is suffering like a refugee in Iraq, with so much worry in life.
Well, at least for now I have a job and I’m working. A little picky about the pay, but when there’s no job and no money, one will start to complain. At least I’m taking it in my stride.
Gone to watch Moonlight. Will continue tomorrow.
