The two days of 30 and 31 Aug 2005, is not going to be a good period in the life of Markus.
I don't know why. I have been feeling so mentally, emotionally and psychologically drained recently. I guessed this is due to the many issues that came upon me during the previous months. There have been several disturbing developments at work, not to mention the actual mental effort that I put into work trying to solve problems for customers and my colleagues, crafting out detailed and proper solutions for them (yes...I can be a perfectionist when the occasion calls for it.) And the thing is a perfectionist, while asking for the best, can be very demanding on himself, and often castigates himself for a job which to him is poor, but to others, is very good. High standards, huh?
Then there were the long drawn-out discussions and arguments with my parents over the buying of a new vehicle. (read post below) These have not been entirely friendly discussions, bordering on the verge of anger at times. Ever seen a mad bull? Hmm, my zodiac sign is that of an ox, so does that link up anywhere?
There have been also the jittery thoughts that I had at the impending release of my exam results and how it will affect my next career moves and study plans. Many of you would have read about me pointing out the "bad points" of the UOL programme along with its "good points" a while back. Someone please stop me before I turn "Marxist" and start ranting against the "evils" of capitalist society, with its bourgeoise and proletarian classes...Power to the people! Yeah, right...power? *chuckles*
There have also been the making of new friends, and of my (useless?) efforts to counsel and console a few of my friends who were going through bad and depressing times, in particular a certain girl. (Come on, are my jokes that bad...that I make all of you so unhappy?)
Add to that, a certain lethargy and exhaustion that comes from working 11-day and 12-day stretches in this month. So this month I had already worked...25 days out of 31 days in August...Yes...working for long stretches without breaks can make one go "verut" (German for insane)...Report me to the SPCA!!!
Yes, you can argue that there are 7 days in a week, as every person with common sense will tell you. But it seems to me that a week now consists of 14 days with a weekend on the 13th and 14th day. I want to re-invent the calendar, can I? Do what Julius Caesar and Pope Gregory XIII did?
I am looking a bit like a panda these two days, with dark eye rings and a few reddish pimple scars...gosh...I think I look as if I have been through the War of the Worlds! I think all those things have been constantly sapping my energy and attention to such an extent when I am finding myself with a very short memory span, finding it increasingly harder to think (yes my brains hurt when I think), more easily irritated and so ever more mentally tired.
Wah lau eh...(for foreign friends...this is a Hokkien term of exclamation...it was my favourite phrase when playing games and on the losing end...)
Till the next blog...zzz