I seriously do not know how to start writing this entry.
Is it a bad day or a bad week? I seriously do not know. But... I am just so down this week. So tired. So sick of what is going on. Sigh...
It all began on Monday. I woke up at 8am. Mind you, I start work at 8.30am. I jumped up of bed and then spent five minutes contemplating if I should go to work or maybe, I should just get an MC which by the way, would cost me less than taking a cab. Well, work prevailed. I had to hand in something on Thursday and since my Tuesday and Wednesday afternoons would be spent on meetings, I needed to do as much as possible on Monday. So, I took a cab and well, it was about 30 bucks.
On Wednesday, I was feeling down down down. My colleague got transferred out and I was there wondering, "why can't it be me"? All of a sudden, I felt so sick of what I was doing. I couldn't take it. I went to the toilet, sat down, and cry.
I don't like to pretend and I am not good at pretenses.
Go on and continue your pretense. Go on and continue to sideline me. Go on and continue to play your political games.
I don't want to be affected by you anymore.
It sounds cliche, but I will survive.
