J.O.Y

Haha I want to jump for JOY! It’s my last @ work today. Woo hoo! I’m so happy I almost feel bad about it. And the naked truth is, I’ve never felt as relieved and happy compared to my previous 2 resignation. Now tell me, how can this be wrong if I am jumping up and down for joy?
I do feel sad though, for the people I’m leaving behind. People whom I’ve really grown to love. Real people who gave their all, in work and life without any hidden agenda.

Excitement for the backpacking trip and the new job is sinking in as well. And I’ve got my barrings back on life after 30 and before 40 hehe…I can feel it in my bones that this is going to be another turning point in my life where my career and personal life is concerned.

*jumping for joy*

shiok

I feel much better today! It’s official, Sunday is definitely my least favorite day.

The handover document is done, my mock ups has been approved by the client, I practically don’t have to worry so much now. As much as I am rejoicing my temporarily freedom from work, I am actually feeling quite sad. Nevermind about what happened to my “playground”, It saddens me to leave a whole bunch of colleagues that I’ve grown to love. (very very much) Especially those who dedicated their weekend and worked extra hours for the projects we worked on. Without them, I would have ‘died’ so many times.

Anyway, bestnyer! 2 more days to go and I am freeeee! My buddy is feeling equally excited because his last day is on 28th as well. This deserves a celebration, breakfast @ Dome has been scheduled on Thursday morning while the rest of the world is slogging at work hahahaha…

Shiok!

bloody sunday

This can’t be true…am I suffering from pre-monday blues?! This is insane, considering the fact that there is only 3 days left to my last day of service. Maybe it’s just me, and my dislike towards Sunday evening.

Woke up at 8am this morning and was kinda looking forward to meet my new boss at 10am. But got a message from him postponing the meeting to Tuesday due to family commitments. Sigh, I was really hoping to finalize my join date today before I leave for my backpacking trip :(

The excitement of exploring another city has yet sink in me, I haven’t even start packing! Maybe there is just too many things on my mind. Why fab hasn’t call, the recent emotional rollercoaster with my parents, the handover document (!), the corporate attire that I have yet to purchase…sigh!

I hate Sunday.

dentist dentist here i come

Lady luck must’ve been shining on me today. I managed to do 2 fillings at the Dental Clinic at Twin Tower Medical Centre (TTMC) without fixing any appointment. Apparently a patient cancelled her’s and I was at the nick of time to fill in the gap. Didn’t have to wait, awesome!

I am usually very particular about the dentist I see. First of all, the dentist gotta be a woman. One with a sense of humour is a plus! I remember undergoing a minor surgery at TTMC with Dr. Sharifah. It was nerve wreaking but she calmed my nerve effortlessly with her witty comments.

Secondly, I like a dentist who talks and takes time to explain my tooth condition. I usually ask a lot of question before and during the treatment to calm my nerves. Nothing annoys me more than a dentist who doesn’t utter a word and perform the job in ghastly manner.

Well today, I was hoping to catch Dr. Sharifah though I wasn’t really counting on it considering the fact that I didn’t make any appointment. So beggars can’t be choosers and so I went with any available dentist. And it turns out that the one and only available dentist was Dr. Su. This very young male dentist whom I swear upon the life of me, looks a bit like my first bf. Hahaha!

A part from the fact that he is not a She. He fits the bill of the perfect dentist. He asked me lotsa questions before looking at my tooth. (signs of a good dentist!) Took a picture of my tooth and showed it to me on screen so that I can see the tooth decay (whoa!) He then shared with me his diagnosis of my cavity, and what he plan to do.
And when we are done with the tooth, he checked all the other tooth and told me which ones needs filling. Professional giler! And top of that, he was so funny I nearly laugh my head off in the x ray room. After putting the film in my mouth, he conviniently walked out from the room without switching on the beam lol!

Its all good and I walked out from the dental clinic feeling like a million bucks. Now I can go backpacking with one less worry on my mind!

P/S: Of cause, all these comes with a price. A whopping RM210 for 2 filling and 1 x-ray.

lazy lazy

What a lazy Saturday…I’ve got many things planned out in my head but getting outta bed just seems so difficult…

Let’s see…
- Bank in the cheque
- Visit the dentist
- Pack my bag
- Handover document!

Oh Shit.

change is good

The office seems a bit quiet after chinese new year as most of the people are still on leave. It’s great to have my little indulgence – some peace of mind while completing my handover document, leaving at 5.30pm for my massage. Wonderful :)
Weekend is around the corner, nothing has been planned. Truth is, I am feeling a little bit jaded of the emotional rollercoaster at home…

Desperately need a change. And desperately trying…

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spur of the moment

Sometimes no matter how you detest a person, you can’t help feeling sorry for them when they fall. I guess that’s apart of being human.

It was heart felt when I heard about the ‘incident’ today. I mean, no matter how delusional one gets with how good they are, you just can’t help dropping your grudges against them and secretly wished that they would have the courage to pick up the pieces and move on.

But that’s all to it, from me. It still doesn’t change how I feel about them.

little heart aches

It aches a bit to come home to total darkness – without the sight of fab cooking in the kitchen and him playing computer games or… focusing on his sketches.

It’s ironic. To feel the same level of irritation, admiration and adoration at the same time. It wasn’t easy to let him go this morning. But I had to, I should know this better than anyone…To love is to set free, might sound cheesy and commercialised but how else could you love?

As for me, it’s back to a lot of time alone, lotsa painting, reading maybe…and a lot of missing and waiting for fab to come home…