Drilled In..

Tuesday. 2 down, 3 to go..

Another sad morning. Particulary after that damn arguement at 12am+ last night. Unreasonable FH. I practically dragged myself off the bed this morning.. really really dread going back to work.

Sigh. Went to find the manager.. submitted my work. Over 400 pages of information copied and pasted from a website to form a booklet. After I emailed to the manager and supervisor, my supervisor came and gave me work to do. Was quite glad actually cos’ before that I was reading news on Michael Jackson.

Moments before lunch, I checked my mail and found that the manager replied and asked me to include an Index Page and number the pages. I was like… okay…. my fault to have missed it. I started doing at 130pm. And at 530pm, the bloody contents page wasn’t finished! And my supervisor came over twice to see how I was moving with his task.. which I abandoned to focus on the contents page. It was damn tough to do a contents for 400 pages and over doc man! Everything was messy.. argh. Plus, the dull headache throbbing non-stop.. Annoying.

Everyday at work, I kept remembering the words that were said to me. It made me even more sad. Why the heck did he say all those stuff man… I wish he did not. ARGH! But well, he did and his bloody words are drilled into my head. How to go about doing work like this?

 

Who can understand?

It was Sunday night and while I was trying to sleep, my thoughts wandered to how things will go on Monday. Back to work.. new supervisor.. and my partner. It was bad and I was cursing the day and everything before it even started.

So Monday came.. Honestly, my mood sucks. And I could not bring myself to just be happy. Yea, so I was sullen the whole day. My partner asked me about Fri’s appointment at Bugis and I just grunted a reply. I finished my assignment in the morning and wanted to inform the manager but he was not in his office because of some training programme was involved in. So for the whole day, I was just sitting down, reading news and blogs. Horrible.

However, sometime through the afternoon, my ex-supervisor came over and told the office that there’s food over at another department. Then he asked me to go, I shook my head, he said go lah. No choice, I went. He got my new supervisor to get me ice cream and had me sit down in the middle of no where…. said something..

Overall it was bad. What was worse was what happened after that.  I truly understand that certain things really require courage to open up to people.  However, later on, I received an sms from my partner saying she had some sample PA forms for me. Honestly, I was damn shocked. She is being nice? And for a moment I felt really guilty… Sigh I don’t know man. Don’t know what to do.

 

A Short Trip to U.S.!

I had this unusual dream last night this morning. I dreamt thatI was gonna go to US with Sufian. However, when I was at the airport, I called his cell but he didn’t pick up… And suddenly, my sister was there! She was going somewhere as well.. For some reason, I left my adidas bag which contains my passport at a couch (at the airport).

The scene changed. My sister and I were back at home, repacking out luggages cos’ apparently it got shipped off somewhere already. And I remember we complained about how little there is to pack cos’ most of our stuff are on the other luggage. I remember trying to find a toothbrush and toothpaste.. and suddenly I remembered my adidas bag back at the airport!

The scene then changed to me and my sister back at the airport, and apparently, my bag was still there. So off we go.. to AMERICA! The flight took less than 5 seconds! And there we were! Breathing in US air and standing on US ground… I remember feeling exhilarated. Afterall, it was my first trip out of Singapore.. (Not counting Malaysia) We were standing outside this Hotel.. and a Caucasian guy came out from the Hotel and said ‘This is the finest Hotel! You’ll be sorry to miss it!”. And went off. So the both of us wanted to check into that Hotel but before we set foot into the Hotel, there was this sign saying, FULL CAPACITY. Damn… So we sat down on the sidewalk.. watching the crowd for quite some time before we got our asses up and went to find a hostel which, surprisingly, is just directly opposite the Hotel!

We walked in… and the hostel looks more like a Cafe.. And it was quite crowded. We found a room and opened it.. It has a double-bed. And… that’s the end of the dream. My parents’ voices woke me up.

I would say it’s a pretty cool dream. But I wonder if there are any meanings to this dream…

 

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