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title: CNY without Papa & Struggling at Work

date: Wednesday, January 28, 2009

[CNY without Papa]

Dear Loves,
Happy NIU Year.

This year is different.
I misses Papa
The way he gave hongbao.
The way he stared at us when we were having reunion dinner,
not dropping our cutlery.
The thumbs up reunion dinner he spent his whole day to prepare.
He brought us to temples and giving us tailsmens which we tot were obiang

We visit him on CNY's eve with the gold ingots i folded.
The pain that still linger, keeps me moving forward.

Since Papa is not here, we have to stop our nightmare.
Mama's cooking!
Kidding, juz that it is not as Mmmm as Papa's.

*papa with steamboat & food in 2008*

So Des & i brought Mama & lil monster to Mayim (a restaurant @ WestMall).
Not that nice, not that cheap, not that full.
& we lost $150 in the MJ table!! ARGH

p.s. liting, when is our MJ?

[Struggling]

I am very depressed at work. Not dismoralise but was misjudged by a new team player (my staff). Simply because im young & the lil mountain of works going to him.

I am sandwiched by my Superiors and my players topped with the unfinished work. Cant released my bad mood properly, i often given des a cold shoulders then cried alone. Which i just did yesterday.

Is it a part of the corporate ladder? or Is it a sign to show just not a cut in this political circle being a team leader but a team player?

Gosh!! i miss my papa giving me his 'righteous' advices.

posted by (= '' =) @ 10:51 PM
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