29th of December 2009… two more days to go. The office is deserted. Why the heck am I still here??

Christmas is bust this year ’round with being down with the flu and a bad sore throat. It seems illnesses strikes everyone at the same time. Its either contagion or the world is indeed spiralling towards the apocalypse and ol’Pestilence is at the head of the quartet.

I hate being on the recovery bend of an illness, it beats being knocked-out sick but you can’t do a thing and you can’t ask to stay in the comforts of your own home and secretly play games. You feel weak as anything and your internal thermometer is out-of-whack so you sweat profusely at any given moment. You’re paranoid about everything you eat in fear of a relapse!

Ugh…

Happy New Year Everyone! (Yes, you,… whoever is reading this. You are the only one!)

Research without a purpose serves to dilute the very purpose of the entire exercise.

If the point of requesting that research articles be written, then allocate suitable timeframes, specify appropriate personnel that are interested in working on them, allocate rewards… give incentives, recognition.

It shouldn’t be some half-assed attempt to appear intellectual.

Every report takes 10 minutes to prepare. Thats 10 minutes of my life that I feel I have absolutely lost. Taking a poop gives me more satisfaction than writing one of those research reports.

Sigh…. bitter with the sweet…

“A powerful earthquake measuring 7.9 on the Richter scale hit southern Sumatra at about 6.17pm, causing tremors all the way in peninsula Malaysia.”

Freakishly frightening as a meeting was being held at the time of the tremors. Fortunately we’re still safe but I can’t imagine what its like for the people in Sumatra.

Disgusting management methods disgust me.

The point of throwing staff a bone only to take it away and yet expecting the staff to be still happily obedient puzzles me. which book of management tips are they referring to? It could be that everyone has been under the yoke of oppression for so long that they’re thankful for every meager scrap thrown to them.

My opinion of management becoming staff-centric really did a double-take today.

Bollocks.

The ex-ex-prime minister will be on campus tomorrow to receive his Honorary Doctorate award,… the entire campus is undergoing upheavals and I can’t wait for the dust to settle.

Note to self,

Paintball = painful thighs.