I don’t know why I feel so lousy this morning. In fact I think it started yesterday, at 5.30pm after work. And this morning, it just got worse. I am not my usual chirpy mood. I don’t feel like talking to anyone. My laughs seem forced. And I am even feigning interest on some of the things that my colleagues are telling me. This is bad. I hate feeling like this. It’s like one of those days where you were supposed to get your PMS, but since I had mine about 3 weeks ago, I don’t think this foul mood is contributed by that.
I am supposed to go back to Seremban tonight, but my homies want to go to Red Box for a sing-a-long session. They’ve been planning this since last two weeks, and I don’t think it’s fair to tell them that I don’t feel like going. Besides, singing my heart out could be the medicine to get rid of these foul moods. Anyway, Maksu is going back earlier, thus it wouldn’t be fair for her to look out for my baby when I am out there enjoying the karaoke session, as I know that I’ll be coming back late. So my dearest Bie is thinking of transferring Raqib and the maid to his parents’ house later in the afternoon (we’re not comfortable to allow the maid staying at the house alone just as yet). It’s a bit of a hassle, I have to admit. I hate having to bring Raqib and the maid from PJ to Setapak, and then later fetch them and go back to Seremban. It’s a lot easier from PJ as the route is nearer to Sungai Besi, allowing us to go back to Seremban easily. Such a hassle. Besides, I don’t like posing this hassle to Bie since he’ll be the one driving here and there.
We’re going back to Seremban because my cousin is getting married. I have already bought her a gift. I bought her a carpet. I love buying carpets as wedding presents. I don’t know why. It’s unique, and different from all those rice cookers, steam iron, electric kettle, pots and pans, dinner sets (plates and all) etc.
Anyway, that’s just one headache that leads to my lousy mood today. The other is work. Getting irritated emails in the morning when your mood is already like that, is SO NOT HELPING. I received an email from someone this morning who insisted that certain provisions be included in the agreement, when those provisions have actually been reflected in the agreement except that they were worded differently. And he went on and on about that thing, which to me is very insignificant. Oh God.. please stop it already. It’s just boiling mad irritating.
Today is supposed to be a let-down-hair day. It’s Friday. I love Fridays. But somehow today, I don’t particularly feel the Fridays’ vibe as usual. I hope I’ll be better after lunch.
By the way, I received news from a colleague here yesterday that a staff on the 20th floor saw a leg-less spectre in a yellow headscarf and outfit wondering around the ladies’ toilet at 7 to 8pm the day before. I was shocked and scared too, because on that same night, I was at the 19th floor, all alone, expressing milk for my dear Raqib in the small make-shift surau room. I was there from 6.50pm to 7.30pm. Imagine my horror when I learnt that there was a leg-less spectre wondering about at around that time BUT on the 20th floor. It is just plain scary. And that wasn’t the first incident. Apparently the staffs at the 20th floor including the MD, prayed together for Asar and got some ustaz to recite some prayers, hoping for the encounter with such specters no longer happen. It’s scary coz I always go back late. And I express my milk on the 19th floor while waiting for Maghrib prayers. Hhmm.. maybe I should re-schedule my timing. Or just get someone to accompany me. We’ll see.
Oohh gosh.. I am SO NOT in the mood. Help..!!
I am supposed to go back to Seremban tonight, but my homies want to go to Red Box for a sing-a-long session. They’ve been planning this since last two weeks, and I don’t think it’s fair to tell them that I don’t feel like going. Besides, singing my heart out could be the medicine to get rid of these foul moods. Anyway, Maksu is going back earlier, thus it wouldn’t be fair for her to look out for my baby when I am out there enjoying the karaoke session, as I know that I’ll be coming back late. So my dearest Bie is thinking of transferring Raqib and the maid to his parents’ house later in the afternoon (we’re not comfortable to allow the maid staying at the house alone just as yet). It’s a bit of a hassle, I have to admit. I hate having to bring Raqib and the maid from PJ to Setapak, and then later fetch them and go back to Seremban. It’s a lot easier from PJ as the route is nearer to Sungai Besi, allowing us to go back to Seremban easily. Such a hassle. Besides, I don’t like posing this hassle to Bie since he’ll be the one driving here and there.
We’re going back to Seremban because my cousin is getting married. I have already bought her a gift. I bought her a carpet. I love buying carpets as wedding presents. I don’t know why. It’s unique, and different from all those rice cookers, steam iron, electric kettle, pots and pans, dinner sets (plates and all) etc.
Anyway, that’s just one headache that leads to my lousy mood today. The other is work. Getting irritated emails in the morning when your mood is already like that, is SO NOT HELPING. I received an email from someone this morning who insisted that certain provisions be included in the agreement, when those provisions have actually been reflected in the agreement except that they were worded differently. And he went on and on about that thing, which to me is very insignificant. Oh God.. please stop it already. It’s just boiling mad irritating.
Today is supposed to be a let-down-hair day. It’s Friday. I love Fridays. But somehow today, I don’t particularly feel the Fridays’ vibe as usual. I hope I’ll be better after lunch.
By the way, I received news from a colleague here yesterday that a staff on the 20th floor saw a leg-less spectre in a yellow headscarf and outfit wondering around the ladies’ toilet at 7 to 8pm the day before. I was shocked and scared too, because on that same night, I was at the 19th floor, all alone, expressing milk for my dear Raqib in the small make-shift surau room. I was there from 6.50pm to 7.30pm. Imagine my horror when I learnt that there was a leg-less spectre wondering about at around that time BUT on the 20th floor. It is just plain scary. And that wasn’t the first incident. Apparently the staffs at the 20th floor including the MD, prayed together for Asar and got some ustaz to recite some prayers, hoping for the encounter with such specters no longer happen. It’s scary coz I always go back late. And I express my milk on the 19th floor while waiting for Maghrib prayers. Hhmm.. maybe I should re-schedule my timing. Or just get someone to accompany me. We’ll see.
Oohh gosh.. I am SO NOT in the mood. Help..!!
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