Sad week it's been for me. So many things going on in my life now, so many tests and challenges, so many unanswered questions and unresolved issues. It's mentally and emotionally trying. So many setbacks.
Got into a confrontation with a colleague for interfering with my platoon. Not 'friend' mind you. Colleague. Almost got into a fistfight. Lucky I'm not stupid enough to lay a finger on the bugger despite all his threats, trash-talk and poking fingers into my chest. Tough-talking youth naivety.
I'm disappointed with my platoon. Had to ban them from smoking, for defying my orders a second time not to ask for a smoke break from anyone but ME. Which explains the altercation above.
Had to confine one of them for smoking without my permission even after I had imposed the ban, and in an unauthorized area at that, namely, the toilet. I hate to do it, but I have to take action against him. I am after all, the platoon's disciplinarian. Has to do with the matter stated above this.
A-Levels results were released. My recruits did well, mostly. More power to them. As for my friends, I'm glad a lot of them did better than me, better than my batch in general, and I'm happy for them. Yet I'm sad for those who didn't get their desired outcome, and even more disappointed at how they are responding to this disappointment. It's never my intention to rub it in or something, but I care, therefore I ask. At least everyone else I've asked replied decently.
I got into my first ever accident in 2 years of driving.
Was running late for my bike practical lesson, so I drove to CDC. Entered a small lorong trying to find parking space, did a reverse into a workshop while executing a 3-point turn, when suddenly there was this loud bang. My first reaction was to drive off especially when I saw several men rushing out of the workshop, but the moral stigma was eating away at me, not to mention the fact that it would be dosa. I should mention that I was extremely terrified at that point in time, so I sped off, before coming to my senses and parking the car somewhere to face the music like a man.
It cost me a cool $120 to settle the issue with the owner of the car. Ouch. And that's not even inclusive of the cost of repairing the damage to my dad's car. Ouch Ouch. Syukur Alhamdulillah I was fine and no-one was hurt.
And oh yeah. Man U lost to Portsmouth 1-0 at home @Old Trafford. 'Nuff said.
Still, I mustn't let all these get to me. After all, despite not being able to focus on my riding lesson after the accident, I still managed to pass Prac 2 the first time, and progress on to Prac 3 next week, so I guess that's a reason to celebrate.
And Chelski lost to lowly Barnsley 0-1. Definitely reason enough to celebrate.
Got into a confrontation with a colleague for interfering with my platoon. Not 'friend' mind you. Colleague. Almost got into a fistfight. Lucky I'm not stupid enough to lay a finger on the bugger despite all his threats, trash-talk and poking fingers into my chest. Tough-talking youth naivety.
I'm disappointed with my platoon. Had to ban them from smoking, for defying my orders a second time not to ask for a smoke break from anyone but ME. Which explains the altercation above.
Had to confine one of them for smoking without my permission even after I had imposed the ban, and in an unauthorized area at that, namely, the toilet. I hate to do it, but I have to take action against him. I am after all, the platoon's disciplinarian. Has to do with the matter stated above this.
A-Levels results were released. My recruits did well, mostly. More power to them. As for my friends, I'm glad a lot of them did better than me, better than my batch in general, and I'm happy for them. Yet I'm sad for those who didn't get their desired outcome, and even more disappointed at how they are responding to this disappointment. It's never my intention to rub it in or something, but I care, therefore I ask. At least everyone else I've asked replied decently.
I got into my first ever accident in 2 years of driving.
Was running late for my bike practical lesson, so I drove to CDC. Entered a small lorong trying to find parking space, did a reverse into a workshop while executing a 3-point turn, when suddenly there was this loud bang. My first reaction was to drive off especially when I saw several men rushing out of the workshop, but the moral stigma was eating away at me, not to mention the fact that it would be dosa. I should mention that I was extremely terrified at that point in time, so I sped off, before coming to my senses and parking the car somewhere to face the music like a man.
It cost me a cool $120 to settle the issue with the owner of the car. Ouch. And that's not even inclusive of the cost of repairing the damage to my dad's car. Ouch Ouch. Syukur Alhamdulillah I was fine and no-one was hurt.
And oh yeah. Man U lost to Portsmouth 1-0 at home @Old Trafford. 'Nuff said.
Still, I mustn't let all these get to me. After all, despite not being able to focus on my riding lesson after the accident, I still managed to pass Prac 2 the first time, and progress on to Prac 3 next week, so I guess that's a reason to celebrate.
And Chelski lost to lowly Barnsley 0-1. Definitely reason enough to celebrate.
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