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Monday, March 02, 2009

De one with Everybody Has Bad Days

Black-coloured day

A day's work could be summarised by "unpleasant". Early morning I had to rush all the amendments for this stupid report to get it ready for 3pm meeting. The "ong lai" lah.. what else. Early morning I felt nothing but oppression. Okay, I admit my work's not up to standard but what has a guy gotta do when he has three people reviewing his work and all coming at the same time for admendments. I felt like some pawn on the chess set, dispensibly ready to be sacrificed.

Hence, I was really overly stressed. Although I didn't show on my expression, it was so obviously flawed in my work. Godamnit. Then there was alot of commotion in the office's conference room because they were celebrating one of our colleague's belated birthday. I didn't mean to spoil it but I just couldn't mingle with them, I ate very little at the lunch party and pushed myself back for work to get everything ready before 3pm.

Sigh. We were late for meeting by almost 30 mins. Thank goodness the client was patient. During meeting, boss did all the explanation. My role was to efficiently produce the information to him to facilitate his explanation.

Actually, all day I've been suppressing my unhappiness. Didn't get emo because I thought, it's just one of my bad days. Perhaps this is a men's problem, as agonising as a women's "monthly worries."

Wanted to attend lecture but the detrimental effect of work landed me hopping into a cab and making my way to Hilton Hotel to delivery my greetings and hongbao to my men, who's the groom today. (He called to inform me of his wedding and I told him I couldn't make it due to my lecture). He was astonished and overjoyed when he saw me appearing before him.

In attempt to kill all the bitter-cells accumulated for the day, my legs brought me to Tangs where I got spent $200+ on my facial products. And I got myself yet another membership card to my collection! Woohoo.

I couldn't help myself flirting with the Biotherm salesgirl, who cordially brought me to the cashier. Funny.. the cashier inquired if I was local. Did she have to ask? Do I not have a "made in Singapore" appearence?

I surprised my ahma with early return to home. Chatted awhile with her...totally enjoy chatting with her, knowing there might come a time we couldn't do this in future years to come.

Well, I guess everybody has bad days. I'm no exception. Glad i was optimistic to realise how it bounces back for better. *arms behind my neck, kiao kah (put up my feet in Hokkien), wiggling my toes*