Lessons.

Had classes in the evening and was totally knackered by the end of it. I couldn’t conjure up any bit of complete attention for the class, and I simply couldn’t wait for it to end. It’s like, the lecturer was nice, but the way she delivered the lecture was so monotonous that it was almost unbearable. Coupled with the fact that she was delivering it in English so deeply entrenched in the Hong Kong accent, it just made for very uncomfortable listening. I’d very much rather that she had actually delivered the lesson in Cantonese, really.

I’ve been forced to take a day off on Friday because the renovators are coming in to repair my toilet. I have been getting really fed up by the bitch downstairs who only know how to complain about how my washroom is leaking water into her apartment, and I think I need to shut her up. This bitch (I think the word woman would be so inappropriate if I used it to describe her) was always complaining that my washroom leaks, and the water is making her whole unit wet or something. Then whenever she complains to the idiots at the Estate Office (again, I could have used the word “staffs” for the people at the Estate Management Office, but the use of this word would have been inappropriate too), these idiots would call me up (normally in the middle of my work) and say that my washroom is leaking. The best was that those idiots called me twice in the same day, once in the morning and once in the afternoon, and said that my washroom is leaking. I wonder if they realise:

1. I’m not like some jobless bitches who sits at home the whole day and whine about water leaking into her house – I am working and contributing to the Hong Kong economy.

2. I can’t weave magic and create a renovator to fix the problem for me with a snap of a finger.

3. I can’t just leave office and get the problem fixed immediately, especially when I had only 5 hours to do the fixing (5 hours because that particular idiot at the Estate Management Office called me at 10am and 3pm)

I gave that idiot at the Estate Management Office a tongue slashing so fierce that all my colleagues were stunned. I think it has been a long time since I shouted at someone that much.

Now I realised one thing: a bitch plus an idiot is always a deadly combination.

Tuesday.

Today was a really hectic day for me. I had like 3 meetings to attend, and at the end of the day, I think the only thing that I managed to do was to send out a couple of emails and that’s about it! Looking at my work now, I know I have a couple of big projects coming my way – the biggest being an inter-university competition which BU is hosting. The event is going to be in March, but I think all the things that I have to be doing now are getting me quite on my nerves! It’s like it is the first major thing that I’m going to do since joining BU, so I think I’m actually quite nervous about it. Of course the old birds will tell me that there’s nothing to be worried about, just go on and do things in the right sequence and procedures everything will turn out OK. But I guess when I’m actually getting to do it the whole experience is different. It’s completely different from organizing student activities as a student, as there will perhaps be bigger margins of error, and there is always a school administration to fall back on when things do not turn out well. But as a school administrator myself, there isn’t really anyone to fall back on – especially so when it is such a massive event, like an inter-university one such as this. I think other universities will also be watching, so the pressure to do well is actually quite great. But then again, it’s all a positive learning curve, and I think the challenge is good. At least I can boast of doing such big events in the future, should I ever want to think about leaving BU.

Went to watch The Diving Bell and Butterfly this evening with my colleagues. I won’t say it’s a bad film, but it wasn’t one that is really interesting. I’m quite impressed about the cinematography, but not the storyline. Well, I think there must be something about French films. I could understand a fair bit of the dialogue (proving that I actually haven’t really forgotten all the French that I’ve learned), and I think that’s one of the things that I’m pleasantly happy about. Of course, the most important thing is that I was watching it with my colleagues, and I think it was a great thing – camaraderie is something that is very important.

Off to sleep – and I’ve got classes tomorrow evening. Not fun.