compression

s1 reached my limit...

sitting in some kind of direct sales meeting, bored to the max and it's killing me...I know it's rude to sms while sby giving a speech, coz what i showed i didnt respect the speaker. I do not need any1 of you to remind me of that, i know it very well coz i used to give speech every week.

However, I couldnt stop myself from not doing that. I needed to divert my frustration and transform my impatience to other form of energy, so that i would not walk off when s1 is sharing his or her achievement of the month on the stage. That would be even rude, if I did that. I sat quietly, kept reminding myself that take it as another usual toastmaster meeting at uni. And, I managed to sit till the last minute of the meeting.

It was suppose to be a happy meeting, where every1 celebrated their fellow colleagues's success. And I was supposed to cherish with my two other old friends, who hav achieved their goal in the business. I am happy for them.

I know they like this business so much, I know you see your future in it. I will not stop you from pursuing your dream, but do not force me to pursue the dream that you long for as it is not my dream. I appreciate the energy and the motivation you have, I will borrow them to build my career too, but do not force me to use those positive energy to do something that I do not like...and made me sat in the test of testing my patience, that was the most painful part of knowing you...