Everybody, not forgetting everything they do has limit. An intangible ceiling which requires alot for us to seek our extraordinary strength to reach greater heights, which turns out often to be an extremely task. A break-through would definitely demand trillion times better.
I do not have fast-focused intelligence to figure things out instantly. I know very well, my forte isn't in science but in arts. I knew it too well, which is why I challenged myself to accounting.
Today has been a rather busy day. I cleared Ipac and yet it's haunting me. Troublesome but we resolved after much discussion with Gabriel. Let's hope the amended report can be delievered out of the oven so I can forward the documents to my client like serving the ball into their court.
Ipac wasted 1-2 hours today. Majority of the day I was occupied with CCPL. Evening I spent a short while to kill the "depreciation of plant property and equipment" of UMP. It's abit rush as I needed to go on study leave for my apporaching exams next Friday. Seriously, from the way things are progressing, can't help but think I might not be able to tender both.
All thanks to my undaunting ambitious target to complete CCPL by tomorrow. Turns out the client took longer than I expect to furnish me with the outstanding matters. Sigh. Fat hope I'll be able to achieve my target. For UMP, I am abit lost actually. However, I believe I'd just have to tied a few loose ends before I proceed with the consol. Pray hard I can finish and impressively send both jobs into Rebecca's room before I leave.
Actually, CCPL was an extra for me lor. Otherwise I could have better concentrate on completion of UMP and clearing my post-review proceedings on Sanford Rose (2 sets some more) which I completed in July and Rebecca is still reviewing.
I am supposed to be too workaholic to notice or pay attention to the hostility which is around me. I realised I can't talk properly. When I tried to speak, my voicebox was as though it was frozen and all I heard was squekling. Darn, I hate this.
I feel I'm not needed.. like I don't belong here. Trust me, sometimes I even thought of resigning. But I kept going against the odds, remaining optimistic. The clearing points from Gabriel was a full A4 size page. Initially, I was really disappointed in myself. Subsequently, I kept telling myself if I never attempt the clearing points, I'd not have learnt new things.
Unfortunately, I jsut feel... so.. incompetent. Plus, completely useless! I'm getting sick of all these man..
I do not have fast-focused intelligence to figure things out instantly. I know very well, my forte isn't in science but in arts. I knew it too well, which is why I challenged myself to accounting.
Today has been a rather busy day. I cleared Ipac and yet it's haunting me. Troublesome but we resolved after much discussion with Gabriel. Let's hope the amended report can be delievered out of the oven so I can forward the documents to my client like serving the ball into their court.
Ipac wasted 1-2 hours today. Majority of the day I was occupied with CCPL. Evening I spent a short while to kill the "depreciation of plant property and equipment" of UMP. It's abit rush as I needed to go on study leave for my apporaching exams next Friday. Seriously, from the way things are progressing, can't help but think I might not be able to tender both.
All thanks to my undaunting ambitious target to complete CCPL by tomorrow. Turns out the client took longer than I expect to furnish me with the outstanding matters. Sigh. Fat hope I'll be able to achieve my target. For UMP, I am abit lost actually. However, I believe I'd just have to tied a few loose ends before I proceed with the consol. Pray hard I can finish and impressively send both jobs into Rebecca's room before I leave.
Actually, CCPL was an extra for me lor. Otherwise I could have better concentrate on completion of UMP and clearing my post-review proceedings on Sanford Rose (2 sets some more) which I completed in July and Rebecca is still reviewing.
I am supposed to be too workaholic to notice or pay attention to the hostility which is around me. I realised I can't talk properly. When I tried to speak, my voicebox was as though it was frozen and all I heard was squekling. Darn, I hate this.
I feel I'm not needed.. like I don't belong here. Trust me, sometimes I even thought of resigning. But I kept going against the odds, remaining optimistic. The clearing points from Gabriel was a full A4 size page. Initially, I was really disappointed in myself. Subsequently, I kept telling myself if I never attempt the clearing points, I'd not have learnt new things.
Unfortunately, I jsut feel... so.. incompetent. Plus, completely useless! I'm getting sick of all these man..
