tales from an ordinary world

1999-01-22

Angst-wise, my week at work got steadily worse. It's been sorely tempting to give up hope all together, but a friend and I promised a long time ago that we'd make a reasonable effort to "make a difference"^TM, and...well...I guess I ought to keep at it.. Or maybe I've just got a perverse fascination in watching it all fall apart and saying "I told you so" to management. But hopefully it won't come to that, if things start coming together like they've promised us for...ooh...at least the 2 years I've been working there, if not longer.

Earlier tonight, I caught up with an old friend who'd gone back home to Malaysia after finishing uni. A year later, she's come back out for 2 weeks to help her brother get started in year 11 at high school. It was great to see her again, but she was fairly preoccupied with a personal crisis, and with my week being what it was, it was fairly difficult for me to provide much in the way of upbeat happy vibes...