heh. Loads of things i wanna blog about, but i'm quite lazy to type them all out here.

Anyway, quick update!! i'm currently very obsessed this song i heard recently at a KTV session with the gang.

it's called - Superwomen. (I bet everyone's going.. cheyyYyy..)

it's such a sweet song!! feels so honest and it's the type of song that comes best when you're discouraged by a setback.

Well. technically speaking, my contract at Reborne is expired. but i'm still returning to the company to help out at certain areas. i've been offered a two weeks extension because one of the sales executive is going on exams break and i'll be taking over her position for the time being.

i don't know if its a blessing in disguise because there's loads of conflicts going on, regarding if i've been doing my job or i'm just a waste of the company's finance.

seriously speaking, i do not care what they're talking behind my back. as far as i'm concerned, as long as i'm doing my job, i'm secure.

but what annoys me is that my effort is not appreciated in the company, and worst of all, its being doubted. only once i received open praise from Lars, the bigboss of the company, because i called up the audience from the Nanz Chong talk show held recently and managed to get sales for our new product.

Lars praised the effort i placed in speaking to the audience, gathering feedback and promoting sales to them.

i also learnt something valuable this week. there's a famous quote that goes, "no point crying over spilt milk" i simply thought it simply means whats done cannot be undone. but i had the honor of experiencing it first hand.

sometimes we do things out of anger and if we're unable to control our tongue, all hell breaks loose. thats why the bible says that the wise controls their tongue and the bible also mentions that the more we speak, the more we're prone to sin.

we can only regret after doing such things, but there's nothing we can do to undo the event. its not like Microsoft Words, when you can click on the undo icon and all the mistakes are erased.

scars are permanent. no use rubbing against it, hoping that it would go off one day.

anyway, i could have used my brains before using my emotions.. but, no point crying over spilt milk. i've to stand up once again, dust off the dust and move on with life. i cannot afford to stay at the same place and hope for a miracle to change the event that happened.