Before I begin... I would like to EMPHASIZE that this is just a story... Not asking for any advice or blah blah thing...? And YES... This is a CONFIRMED TRUE story (because it happened to me lah...)....
Why is it here..? Because I just wish to share it with you people....
I've always been facing backstabs at work... (Like this is something new in offices and workplace...?

) Anyway, I usually just choose to IGNORE and do my job.... I hate politics... Especially OFFICE POLITICs..... Doesn't contribute much but instead is just a WASTE of the company's human resources...
Sometime ago things got BAD... What someone's trying to do behind my back is getting an EFFECT... My bonus was AFFECTED CONSIDERATELY.... I tried to fight back for justification (hmm.. This word sounds familar...? Wonder what it really means...?

) but nothing came out of it... HR's a BOCHAP attitude....
It really BOTHERS me quite alot because I'm having some financial difficulty (like this is something uncommon among Singaporeans..?)... I started to think alot over the thing... What can be done... What have been done but just amounting to nothing in the end..... I started to lose my concentrations at work... Not to mention DEMORALISED....
Things dragged on... Frustrations... I started to think ALOT about it even after work.... Often unhappy... (Though I usually just try to get out of that kinda mood quickly...)
One fine day, I was with a friend... I was telling him about the whole issue... Thinking... Thinking.... I noticed the traffic light turned green... I quickly stepped up to cross the road.... My friend GRABBED me from behind and pulled me back.... I turned to my left and watched as the tonnes of vehicles speed towards my direction.... I was pretty stunned.... Within seconds the vehicles just drove passed me like nobody's business.... I looked at my friend... Then I looked at myself....
For the next few days I don't really think about what happened at work anymore.... I thought of the incident very often.... No matter how bad the situation is... How much the money means to me... Compared to my Life...? I realised what I was paying with... For the sum of money which seemed so IMPORTANT to me... My TIME... My ENERGY.... My HAPPINESS... And ALMOST... My LIFE....
And why am I always

" away...? Because... SImply because... Being ALIVE itself, is such a WONDERFUL thing... I'm not afraid to die.... NOPE...

But just that there're SO MANY THINGS waiting for me to do....? Shouldn't be TOO LAZY ya know...?

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