You could say that after being in the working world for half a year, I've become slightly wiser. I never knew how naive I was until the people around me made me realise I was. No doubt I'm only a temp staff, but the bitching, the backstabbing, and the gossiping that I'm being exposed to now is scary.

My manager has a habit of calling my colleagues into a room occasionally. It's always a one-to-one session and the first few times I saw that, I actually thought that he was a good manager who cared about the welfare of his staff. Imagine my horror when I realised that being called into the room means you're doing something wrong or you're being complained and the manager wants to address the complain. Horrors of horrors, and boy, I was so wrong.

I've learnt my lesson, and I'll draw a line now. Ignorance is bliss and I'll continue to be unaware of what's happening. But truly, it's disheartening to see how pretentious people can be, and I must be right when I said that no one is true to anyone. What you see is often not what you get. So tragic yet so true.

Perhaps, the need to bitch, the need to backstab, the need to gossip is probably for a form of self-defence. How then can one survive in the world? Cuz it's either you die, or I perish. And why should I sacrifice myself? If I have to, I'll save my own skin first, so, sorry pal, it's off to hell for you. Too bad but that's how the world works, right?

Staring into the Abyss,