....H-U-R-T...

I have completed my probabtion period.

Yes, it has been three months into my new place already.

I like it here. More than the former place.

I don't know why. Perhaps it is because the work is more meaningful and I can get along better with the people here.

...

It is baptism next week.

As I look back, I realize that it has been a long journey.

Just the other day, I have had a clash with a fellow elect. What exactly happened is not really important--I think sometimes, we tend to take things for granted.

And really, I cannot but help wonder, among the many of us, who are really ready? Am I?

...

I brought buns to share with my colleagues today. They weren't receptive.

Some of them said they just had MacDonald's. Others said they are very full.

I was disappointed.

The point is, I know that very often, the reason we accept/refuse someone stem from the basic notion of whether we like the person or not.

If we really really like the person, then we will take it...and never mind if we eat it (we usually try to eat it).

Right?

So I was disappointed.

The fact is, I hadn't bought them. R did. And I feel bad that nobody is eating them!

There was supposed to be tea today. It didn't happen because E's daughter is sick.

That, I was disappointed too.

And in response, A said

"That is life. Sometimes, whatever you have planned for doesn't happen. And you are disappointed."

Yes, I guess, that is life.

....

I don't think I would want to bring in food for sharing again.

Why bother. Nobody eats them anyway.

The same way I don't eat the food others' bring.

So...that is how it feels.

Hurt.