I wanted to tell you about the visit in KL. We met up with 3 companies and did pretty good in our meeting. Somehow, I didn't feel like telling you that. I had a bad day today, and everything seemed to be wrong.

First of all, on Sunday, I fell on my right hand when I went ice-skating. For a while, my arm felt numb like electricity flowed thru the veins and all that. Now I couldn't straighten my arm without flinching in pain.

Then this morning, I rode on my bike and halfway, felt that my bike was somehow wobbling dangerously. I stopped by the roadside, and discovered that my tyre tube at the back had burst, causing the instability. I had to push my bike for quite a distance, and hell, it was painful! Then I decided to just ride very, very slowly to somewhere much safer, away from lorries rushing by and honking at me.

Luckily, my roommate (I have a new roommate now) came to fetch me with her fiance, my friend Didiz. Pojie (Didiz's friend) parked my bike at the nearest parking, then they sent me to office. Thanks Di & Sal.

I had a hellish day. First of all, we had that meeting again. I hate that meeting. With so many other things to do, it's giving me headache. Then I lost the person's contact number whom I was supposed to meet during lunch. Hellish. If I was in The Apprentice, I'd be fired at the end of the day. In my case, I'd welcome it.

Then one of the managers sent an email, demanding report on certain duties that are by right, shouldn't be ours. I seriously got pissed off by the email. I sent an email to the HR department, asking them whether it's right for these people to send us this email. Asking where are the training objectives and how are we evaluated. I asked what's the point of rotating us if any managers can at any time, ordered us around. I couldn't handle it anymore. I had had a bad day, my motorbike had a puncture, I missed a lunch appointment, and now THIS. Gawd. Seriously.

Some people call me obnoxious, because I say what I want, do what I please. The truth is, that's basically true. I do what I want, say what I please anyway. I cease to care about what people think of me, and whether I'd be called into Trump's room if I didn't do what I don't want to do. It's a screwed up programme, this whole thing. We rush around, doing everything. But does this everything contribute to the achievement of our training objectives, at the end of the day? In the first place, what are the objectives? What are the evaluation measurement that they use to appraise us? What are our goals? What do we want to be at the end of everything?

Sigh. I so hate to do this. I guess now I have to do this because I don't see a future from where I'm currently standing. I'll just be - the way they see it. Obnoxiously rebellious.