Im feeling awful now. I dun hav to lie and act. i am affected by the personal attack the fucked up colleague made about me. Im nt made of steel =/.
I dunno how those soccer players who suffer verbal abuse from fans, public hatred, boos coming frm the stadium each time they touch the ball, tolerate all these nonsense and continue to play their game and continue to normally live their life.
Its okay as long as the team and the manager understands.
But i cant leh, its hard. Although i know there are many people behind me, but i still kena affected by his personal attack on me, worst still, it was a cowardly personal attack behind my back which i found out later.
He did something bad, i was unhappy with him tryin to distance himself away frm responsibility of the mistake, and tryin to bring up and make obvious the mistake, amplify and direct the hatred to others. Its only been days ago, where he himself commited a similar fucked up act. He also puts up a show and start doing something, tryin to show that hes doing work, even tho he has gt nothing to do with anything.
He always like to put up a show. Its amazing how the least hardworking guy was viewed as the most hardworking guy frm the view of outsiders.
People are really superficial. but den again if they are nt directly involved, how else will they know anything if we dun say anything? So they their only source of info is frm wad they can see and hear.
Is it our fault that we didn publish out our achievements in the newspaper? Perhaps i should make a medal for every 100hour of work i did.
At first when he was bitching about the situation, i jus allowed him to do so. But when he wants to distance himself away and put them blame on us, thats i cannot allow.
He didn even do anything to try solve the problem, instead he only giv us more trouble. We know about the issue on thursday, we tried to solve it. Shit happens. We have no choice. We already tried.
Perhaps with money, he could have solve the problem. Oh maybe thats why he was angry at our incompetence. Stupid people with no money tryin to take the main stage.
*saved draft and went out*
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*one day later*
Im lazy. Write until here can liao.
Friday, July 31, 2009
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