Starting a New Life Abroad

I was emotionally exhausted. Day after day, night after night, continuously. I learned. I was shocked. I felt so fatigue. I got angry. I screamed What The Fuck! In the end, I justified everything by saying, "Anything for a little bit of masochism and sadism to spice my life, yes! A piece of equilibrium needs to be achieved."

Thursday was something else. The morning didn’t start so well, even when I was still at home.

A project update meeting at 10, with a bunch of morons from the government. Ten minutes before the meeting, an invitation to go online was received. My moods were inexplicable. Torn between breaking the office window by throwing my coffee cup or just clawing my skin deeply with my own fingers till it bleeds. Turns out that I wasn’t really suicidal.

Then I attended the real meeting where I soberly realised how insanely A LOT, things that I’ve gotta to do for this project. Specifically, a lot of academic writings.

I could really earn a PhD for this. But anyway, thank fuck the meeting went civilly. I love my boss.

Then another chat before lunch time followed right after the 10-11 o’clock meeting.

Wheee… I rode another painful rollercoaster with sharp thorns on its seats! It ended quite nicely, though. Somebody caught me when I fell. No casualties. Thank you. Fiuh… Later on at

2 o’clock

I joined a long and tiring research meeting until almost 4. I went home right after coz I got a headache and my eyes felt funny coz I forgot my eyedrop. At 5 I was out again to do some food-shopping. Evening was spent quietly with a good chicken meal that I cooked wholeheartedly after making my fridge full again.

Today has been… so so. Morning was spent by preparing some report stuff for my boss but nobody had seen him around all day. Thinking that he might show up in the afternoon, at

10ish

I thanked him via email for lending me a cd-rom that I needed. Just before lunch time I got a reply from him saying that he would work from home and wouldn’t come to the office. That means my meeting with him got cancelled. Argh! Since I didn’t expect for a quiet Friday after yesterday, so what did I do?

I miss someone terribly. You know who you are. Damn you for making this biyatch know that he’s got a heart. A dark rotten one but still, he’s got one.

OK, I’m starting to get a little off the track here. I should just go. I’ll gather all my stuff, get my bag and go!

Looking forward to a short trip that I may make to see my mates.

Have a fun weekend.

PS. To those who want to add me on Friendster, please message or email me first and tell me who you are (and how we know each other, in case I don’t remember). I will not add people I don’t know to my friends list nor hesitate to reject anyone. Thank you.