STRESS is a kind of motivation

Last week I was totally stress and lost, just like how i mentioned in my previous post. But this week, it seems like everything goes smoothly. I am soooo LUCKY!!

Of course, I need to thank to a lot of them outside who give me support and help me to go through that tough week! The most important one, my campaign team leaders! Yes, campaign is the main reason why am I soooooooooooo stressful. Because of it, i have neglected a lot of things that I should, such as assignments and my studies. I put more effort in the campaign preperation than the rest of those. Thats why, I have to thank to my Infinity Team members,thanks for being understanding and so sorry for everything that I didn't do it well this semester. Thanks for being tolerate with me, and also help me to cope with these.

Now I would like to share why am I so excited this week
~~~ hohohohoho~~~~

1. We got the confirmation from our client
~~~yippie~~
2. Everything is on the right track and more effort need to be put in to make it more interesting.
3. We didn't get scolded during tutorial
~~~ wahahahaha~~~

That's all!

Opps, there is another things!

We'll be having TIOMAN trip
next Friday
~~~Hahahahaha~~~

Haih, but it almost the time for us to rush on so many things, need to hand in after we back from trip.

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STRESS is a kind of motivation, in possitive way, if you manage it well.
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I'm PITCHING
for
my campaign

*** Hahahahaha***

Nothing Else but STRESS

I seldom take the opportunity to shout out my stress since i started my year 3 course. I would say, it is a tough year for me, not only because I am in Year 3, but also the responsibility that i need to carry along this year.

I promise to myself that i should push to the limit and reach the standard that i should within this short time before i work as someone i should. I knew that i am still far far away from the rest, that are capable in this industry.

I believe that stress is a kind of motivation, give me strength to move further, to the sucess.

Manage your stress before it manage you. Thanks for the slogan that proposed by my editorial team for my campaign. Even though it is not accepted by Dr. Selva, I love every slogans that you created which turn to be my motivation.Yes, I am going to have a Stress Management Campaign as my project for campaign planning end of this year. And I am the campaign director.
This is the main reason why I am so stressful.

Deal with 48 people is not an easy task, but I am glad that i have a team leaders that able to help me through these problem. I am not as good as the other 2 team director, as they have perfect languange and perfect skills in performing their super mighty English. Still, this is the main problem that we have, compare to the other 2 groups that have many good-english speakers and thinkers. Our main strengths now are based on my team capability, our hardwork, as well as our cooperation.

However, there are members who are still self-centered. They thought they have done the best, they take everything for granted, they do not even realise what the mistakes they have done, and they do not believe in others. It is hard to change people's behaviour and attitude, I KNOW. I wish that I could help, to improve our team. But useless if they do not care about it.

This week is really a tough week, which i almost give up myself for being tolerate and confident. All the hard work my members made are like rubbish in her eyes. I was so heart-broken to see all the efforts are wasted. Maybe it is my problem, that i am not a capable one to lead them, to help them to go through these hardship. 4 different identities i have make me weak and helpless-as a course rep, a campaign director, a team member and a student.

Till today, the last day of the week, thank to those who give me support and willing to be my shoulder and backbone. I always lucky to have you all, as teammates, as classmates, and as friends.

I am back to the person whom I should be, thank to your supportive advices. I cannot be weak because I am the leader of the team. I should back to that UNUSUAL me again, the one that seems confident and capable in handling the stuff that a leader always do.

I take the opportunity to release my stress today.

I went shopping - bought a cap and a jacket from my favourite brand, SUB
I danced para-para and play the drum at the amusement centre at Times Square.
I sprayed the new perfume that I bought for myself during Valentine
I took a short nap - fall asleep while watching the animation.
Last but not least - I start with my blogging moments again.

看不见的自己

事件发生的两天前，忘了因何事而谈起这件事
我妈告诉我，他曾经说，几个之中最漂亮的是我
我有点错愕
因为自己知道自己有多少斤两
漂亮不可能和我有任何的挂钩
如果是现在的我，或许因为服装和妆扮
勉强粘上一点边
可是他说的是，小时候的我
在几个漂亮的小美女中，
他眼中觉得漂亮的
是一个黑黝黝，头发乱糟糟，不修边幅，
粗鲁顽皮，男性打扮的我
连自己都不欣赏的自己
自己都觉得本身一点美感没有的人
在他眼中却是漂亮的
想到这里
我，掉泪了
为什么他看见，别人看不见，自己也看不见的美呢？

与另一个她生活好几年了
曾经生气她的偏心，曾经生气她的脾气
然而，我仍然记得小学时她替我紮的辫子
记得替她当跑腿，也记得陪她逛夜市
也记得她教我在清明的时候折金纸
也记得替她清理那跌伤的伤口
好几年前，她的霸气不见了
取而代之的是那天真无邪的笑容
傻傻的看着我
她记得的，就只有我的一家人
那些她曾经宠爱的人
她似乎不记得了
我妈告诉我，她称赞我很乖，很听话
自认叛逆，外向的我，会是乖的吗？
就会顶嘴和骄傲的女孩
在她的眼中却是乖的
想到这里
我，又掉泪了
为什么她看见，别人看不见，自己也看不见的乖呢？

为什么他们在我身上看见，我看不见的自己呢？
前者的事刚刚过去，后者的事已经好几年了
想起时，心揪得好痛
泪不停的流

电脑键盘上，残留着灰尘和指纹
还有

我的泪痕