ah there are plenty way to deal with stress at work. and here is my way. click for full view.
chezel is a brand. the cheesy ring snack food that we all love to eat. the advertising agency love demanding changes in matter of hours. or even better. you can send them the WIP for 2 whole day and they will ask you for some last-minute changes 2 hours before the final presentation. ah. well.
cheers
jacko
i am.
not having enough knowledge can be a burden; when experience has not ripen and are still in infancy stage, hard-earned confidence can plunge down the depths of obscurity. oh how i abhor the feeling of being weak and powerless with only so little to propel me forward. true, you can look at plenty others and ponder that your burdens are not as heavy as theirs, but you can also look at plenty others and ponder why are their burdens almost non-existent? things hardly stay neutral, as is with any matters in this universe, they're either up or down, left or right, positive or negative, or a little between. and it is very easy to go the other way when you are paving the slow painstaking path upwards. the struggle continue to become a struggle, and after finishing one struggle another one emerge.
i truly believe that there's always a time for everyone that one day things will fall into perspective for them and they will see the beauty of life and the grand perks that poets and lyricist writes to. but is that all there is to it?
sometimes when i face a bump, i feel like running away, cowering in the shell of ignorance that i weave for myself. there is always the other path to take, an endless variation of path that are given. it is easy for society to say get over it or you'll come out of it. true, if one continues fighting, one will ascend from beneath all the obstacles, whether victorious or not, is another matter. as always the end of the rainbow are 2 sides, one with pot of gold and the other is without any pot of worth. but sometimes the fray to any end of rainbow is worth throwing both hands up in the sky and admitting defeat. and how unworthy some battles are. just because society dictate what is worth fighting and what is not, thus we struggle endlessly against the very passion that we hold for life.
oh how i dislike myself sometimes for letting things get to me so easily. how briskly some of my emotional shield is penetrated and tore apart. i have tried in vain to take things with a grain of salt but my personality seem to disagree. my brain is like a sponge that absorb matters that are mere negative frivolity. and with that burden of fluff, i shrink in uselessness and wallow in self-absorbing depression. the stress hormone in me gleefully prance around enjoying the surge . and here i am, emotionally vulnerable and weak.
i have to learn to pick myself up and while nursing the bruise, continue fighting through the thorns. after all, isn't that what society and life dictates us all to do?
cheers
jacko
