5 am

The earliest I ever went home.


(XD)

So it was Polling Day, right, and there I was, at like, 5.15 pm (on Saturday!) and I am wearing my 'MAY THE FORCE BE WITH YOU' T-shirt (as mentioned two posts past) and I was ready to GO!

Though, despite a last-minute scare regarding the list and numbers which did not tally (why am I not surprised?) on Friday, and me being off on that day and wringing my hands helplessly at home, all was, well, supposed to go well. It really was.

Game plan:

Two people take down results.

Four people manning the InDesign scorecards

Four people manning the Excel sheets for analysis and statistics generation.

Results ----> InDesign ----> Excel.

Excellent!

So it started around 10++, the results began trickling in. One piece by one piece we printed from Bernama.

Then Bernama died.

Followed by chaos.

The rest was a catch-up game where everyone had different results and everyone did everything by themselves. No more cohesion.

Sigh.

But, it all turned out well enough, albeit a REALLY late night (or shall I say early morning?).


Ahem.

But on to my Whine of the Week:

Not whine, more like growling internally.

I don't get mad. I don't hold grudges. I don't generally bite people's heads off (except when I am caught at a bad time) and I certainly do not like to hate people for the heck of it.

But I am getting mad.

I am getting seriously pissed.

I don't know why, but I DO know what it is. In fact, I know why as well, but I am not about to say it here.

I am generally too blur and too simple-minded (or according to J, goblok) to ever suspect people of double-crossing me or going out to sabotage me. I am not one to want to take credit, even if it was work on my part because despite all my shortcomings, glory-seeking, I assure you, is NOT one of them. I have far too little self-love for glory-seeking.

I am blur. I am rather dum-dumb. I am not sharp. I am overly loud, bossy and have control issues. (And a whole load of other shortcomings)

But hella no, I ain't a glory seeker.

Some, however, have no qualms. And some, however, can be expected to do things despicable and horrible in nature. Some, in fact, delight in it.

I have met many, but there is a bridge between me and an entity I refuse to name that is slowly crumbling, and worse, both sides know it. Both sides refuse to show it.

I am not yet willing to destroy this bridge.

Because I believe the bridge ain't bad.

I know, though, that the other end is not keen on anything except itself.

Too bad.

After all that is said and done, I am tired. I want to go to sleep.

Goodnight.