wanted to post both my tioman trip..
but somehow.. my heart's too heavy and im not even sure why..
something is bothering me big time and yet i just cant put my finger on it.
anyway.. few days back.. for the first time in years i got real sick.. over some small cut and blister on my right foot.. had migraine from hell which is incurable - not by actifast which i usually took.. it goes right through my eyes and brain.. and i literally cried.. i felt like passing out then and there.. called york while i was in hell to fetch me coz i know, she wouldnt be able to say no to me at that condition.
remember people.. i dont get sick easily..
and when i finally did.. i was not even sick.. i was in pain.. literally torture from the highest level. my feet swollen.. for a minute i cant even stand without having this poking sensation (apa bah tu?) to my feet goes up right up to my brain.
its a 'u have to be there kinda thing'..
but i was rather dissapointed with my so called assistant. so called coz my instruction doesnt seem to go into her head and she still as relax as ever and im still doing most of the clerical stuff that i shouldnt be doing. she called me over and over and over and leaving message and call me over and over and over... and when i finally YM her.. it was something so minute that inside me just gave up. that was the day i told my self.. im quitting this job coz i really couldnt stand her anymore.
maybe its the medicine doing stuff in my brain..i dont blog about my job coz thats one life that i love to leave behind given the chance. but i truly cannot stand it anymore.
whatever it is.. it is weekend.. im fully rest and charged - of course after going to tioman twice, if im still in need of a holiday.. somebody's gonna give me big slap on my face.. or big spank more like.
now.. im in need of some tlc. been doing all this activities.. kinda forgotten my normal weekend... shoppings.. coffees.. readings.. missing all that now..
but one thing for sure.. i do miss that dinding..
literally both that dinding..
and my very own super dinding man.
haha.
where art thou mr p?
but somehow.. my heart's too heavy and im not even sure why..
something is bothering me big time and yet i just cant put my finger on it.
anyway.. few days back.. for the first time in years i got real sick.. over some small cut and blister on my right foot.. had migraine from hell which is incurable - not by actifast which i usually took.. it goes right through my eyes and brain.. and i literally cried.. i felt like passing out then and there.. called york while i was in hell to fetch me coz i know, she wouldnt be able to say no to me at that condition.
remember people.. i dont get sick easily..
and when i finally did.. i was not even sick.. i was in pain.. literally torture from the highest level. my feet swollen.. for a minute i cant even stand without having this poking sensation (apa bah tu?) to my feet goes up right up to my brain.
its a 'u have to be there kinda thing'..
but i was rather dissapointed with my so called assistant. so called coz my instruction doesnt seem to go into her head and she still as relax as ever and im still doing most of the clerical stuff that i shouldnt be doing. she called me over and over and over and leaving message and call me over and over and over... and when i finally YM her.. it was something so minute that inside me just gave up. that was the day i told my self.. im quitting this job coz i really couldnt stand her anymore.
maybe its the medicine doing stuff in my brain..i dont blog about my job coz thats one life that i love to leave behind given the chance. but i truly cannot stand it anymore.
whatever it is.. it is weekend.. im fully rest and charged - of course after going to tioman twice, if im still in need of a holiday.. somebody's gonna give me big slap on my face.. or big spank more like.
now.. im in need of some tlc. been doing all this activities.. kinda forgotten my normal weekend... shoppings.. coffees.. readings.. missing all that now..
but one thing for sure.. i do miss that dinding..
literally both that dinding..
and my very own super dinding man.
haha.
where art thou mr p?
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Hope you doing ok now..God bless
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