stupid, stupid.

i'm once again at a point where i find myself unmotivated to work. it's not so much of feeling disappointed towards a superior who spoke too quickly of a career progression, rather i feel out of place and disoriented with my portfolio.

i'm writing this at a meeting. a fellow worker has taken up our lunch hour to present a workshop on retail luxury brands. the problem with being singaporean is that i'm so used to a structure that explains why i have to do things and the problem with being chinese is that they are used to not explaining why they make you do things. so i'm sitting here, with a piece of pizza, some cheese sticks and a coke that they'd supplied for lunch, totally clueless what is going on and enduring the mundane video clips while wishing i'm somewhere else. so i secretly blog.

but of course, it isn't as bad i ramble. we will all receive a mystery gift.

we won't be moving to shanghai afterall. the big boss is optimistic about PR business in beijing and the VP has assured me that there will be opportunties here too. it's a letdown. but i know i will get over it. i just need to mull over it, sulk about it, and eventually see the good in it. so ignore me while i pout, whinge and go all moody.

the weather sucks. i hope it rains all through the olympics. i want to storm out of the meeting room now, head to macdonald's and eat a lot of fries.

i'll be fine. i just need time.