天陰.Sentimental.13C
今天終於把《在世界中心呼喚愛》看了.雖然是很感動 (而且有點煽情), [沒有哭得像頭豬, 可還是哭了.]但還是不覺得很好看.
回憶是怎樣一回事呢?是會在你百無聊賴的時候突然閃動的畫面和聲音?是讓你無緣微笑的片段?還是讓你揮之不去的痛苦?
我媽是很喜歡說起的小時候片段的人.大概是因為她小時後過得很快樂,留給她的印象很深刻吧.我所知道關於外婆的事情,都是媽媽一點一滴的片段;是媽媽腦海裏的蒙太奇.她們那時候發生過甚麼事情,長的是甚麼模樣,都是媽媽的回憶.今早,我媽又說起她小時候的事情,關於外婆一個小小的anedocte,又勾起了我奇怪的念頭.如果有一天媽媽走了,她存在了在我多少的回憶裏?她所知道的和記得的將會消失.所以,我要在她們消失之前,把她們留下來...
Sunday, January 22, 2006
Monday, January 16, 2006
Finally, the card has arrived
Hazy/Foggy.Sleepy.19C
So, today, after 6 full months of employment, my namecards, with everything spelt correctly, have finally arrived in my hands.
Hoo-ray.
Sorry to have sounded vain. But having name card is like having the ID card in the company. To some extent, I feel that it's more important than the access card. Because granting you the access the company is a must, or how can you get into the office and be the slave and work? But giving you the cards is like giving you permission to tell others that "I work here. I represent this company." You no longer have to look embarrass when people ask you to drop your card at the registration table or pass you his/her card. You no longer feel that you'll be kicked out the very next minute.
Of course, of course. I know these have no connection at all. I am just thinking too much.
It's not a complaint. :P But somehow I just felt that even though it's a bigger firm, things didn't get done quicker. Things just gotten buried and forgotten. I have to reassure myself for not being ultra-oversensitive (urgh.. i sound like those sanitary pad ads..), that it's not *me* being forgotten, it's only that my manager has too much on his plate. (well, which still means that I'm not that important.)
So, with the cards, do I feel happier? more secure? more content about my job? We'll see.
So, today, after 6 full months of employment, my namecards, with everything spelt correctly, have finally arrived in my hands.
Hoo-ray.
Sorry to have sounded vain. But having name card is like having the ID card in the company. To some extent, I feel that it's more important than the access card. Because granting you the access the company is a must, or how can you get into the office and be the slave and work? But giving you the cards is like giving you permission to tell others that "I work here. I represent this company." You no longer have to look embarrass when people ask you to drop your card at the registration table or pass you his/her card. You no longer feel that you'll be kicked out the very next minute.
Of course, of course. I know these have no connection at all. I am just thinking too much.
It's not a complaint. :P But somehow I just felt that even though it's a bigger firm, things didn't get done quicker. Things just gotten buried and forgotten. I have to reassure myself for not being ultra-oversensitive (urgh.. i sound like those sanitary pad ads..), that it's not *me* being forgotten, it's only that my manager has too much on his plate. (well, which still means that I'm not that important.)
So, with the cards, do I feel happier? more secure? more content about my job? We'll see.
Thursday, January 12, 2006
側田,我也是個好人!
多雲.間中有陽光. 18C
很久沒有聽我的MP3了,覺得有所虧欠,所以今天上班坐巴士時聽了.一打開,乖乖不得了! 是側田的好人....!
一早上已經是"烏眉嗑睡"的狀況,然後再加上一連串的 "I'm alone, I'm alone, I'm alone.................", 真攞命.可是側田的聲音又很吸引....
所以,我最後決定了.我要寫信給側田叫他不要再唱慘情歌!!!!
很久沒有聽我的MP3了,覺得有所虧欠,所以今天上班坐巴士時聽了.一打開,乖乖不得了! 是側田的好人....!
一早上已經是"烏眉嗑睡"的狀況,然後再加上一連串的 "I'm alone, I'm alone, I'm alone.................", 真攞命.可是側田的聲音又很吸引....
所以,我最後決定了.我要寫信給側田叫他不要再唱慘情歌!!!!
Sunday, January 08, 2006
So this is how everything begins
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