3 days more to go for our 9th convocation. Things are really roaring up in the office now. We all running here and there, talking out loud, laughing with some silly jokes and sometimes couldn’t control our self, crying together..in process try to make everything perfect. My boss, deputy director and all of management community also working hard with us..and this makes me proud, having great boss like them. In this time, I can see and know which person can be friend and which is not. Sometimes, anger comes beside happiness, tempers flying all over..but it change immediately with laugh and some stupid jokes. I can feel the anger too sometimes, especially when it comes to everything about student. I don’t know how to say it sometimes but my student, not all of them have some kind of bad attitude. Means, in simple words, suka menyusahkan orang. Convocation will be held in few days later, but they demand anything..and me, thinking of our programme, I still have to concentrate about them. Ahhhh……
Yesterday, one of the students for executive diploma called. From 500 graduates, 420 is executive diploma student. It’s hard to control them, because of a lot of question about this convo and they keep called us every minute, every hour and every day until 7.00 pm sometimes. And me, I’ve to stay at the office until 8.00 pm just to make everything settled. Back to my story, the student called to ask about jubah and scroll for the convo. So my officemate ask him which class he attended, and he said, he is in the class in Jalan Ampang. We don’t hold any class in Jalan Ampang and when we heard about it, laughing burst out. Haiyaaaaa…apa la student sekarang nih….even my officemate said”apa ke sangap student nih..” J
Forget about my work now. Yesterday, I should attend an interview in Bandar Tun Razak, but I choose not to go. I think I’m the most stupid person in this earth, when I choose not to go. I mean, the job offered is definitely my dream job. Editor or writers. I dream this job since I was 14...and when it comes, I choose not to go. What happen to me? Why I didn’t want to attend that interview? I don’t think about it for the whole work hour, maybe because of my work load, but I when I arrived home, my mind start flying for the job. How can I think not to attend it?? I don’t know why…..and I don’t understand why. I didn’t really like my job now, but honestly, I’m happy working here. With all of my sporting officemate, happy and hilarious environment..even sometimes tension surround all over when two of annoying boss come and muttered about anything. Maybe because of that, its was hard for me to leave them. Ah…forget about it..or else I will regret it. I hate that regret feeling..tak apa lah. Maybe I will get other job better than that…tak ada rezeki lagi sekarang. Someday, I will be one of the most upstanding writers in
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