My favourite question to my friends and colleagues who are attached is always this: "How do you know he/she is the one?"

And never once did I get a proper answer from them. It always begins with an effort to explain, which continues in incoherence or a loss of words, and ends with a surrender of "I don't know".

And a few days back, the realisation finally hits me.

You never know why.

You just do.

This is definitely not the place I am going to stay on in.

And that idea came barely three months into the position. Bleah.

Am not trying to be mighty-great and all to talk about dreams and ambitions. We are old enough to know the practicality of life.

I just want to live with myself.

That aside, my boss has just became the biggest joke of the week. An international embarrassment, if I could quote a colleague of mine.

Can't reveal too much here. You never know whos watching you.

今天的工作让我再度意识到自己的渺小。

好像不管再怎么努力，我都到达不了自己想要的地方。

那种心情，糟透了。