Today is my first day in JB at a subsidiary that I am transferred to.
So I'm now doing the commuting thing 2-days-here-3-days there kinda thing. The work culture is different (it's quite cool to come into an office filled to the brim with water technicians). My cubicle is bloody open - right next door to the (see-thru) conference room - meaning that if there's a meeting in there my derriere will be their view. How crappy is that.
Worse of all, this gut-wrenching feeling of missing xxx is driving me bonkers. I try not to think about it but when I do, it makes me want to just throw up and die.
So now the plan is to move the kids (and hubby eventually) to JB. (that god it didnt happen - 17th May 2007) My uncle says that this is good because it's a new environment and it will make my married life better. Frankly, I'm just doing this so that I don't offend anyone. That's just me - I'm always afraid of people getting offended by my actions...
This self-imposed politeness will only lead to my unhappiness. Too much of a depressing thing. Not good.
Monday, February 26, 2007
Sunday, February 25, 2007
Happyness
I am happy
...when I am alone with the kids
...after a simulating conversation with ?
...waking up on a Sunday morning thinking that I don't have to go to the office
...just being me
...when I am alone with the kids
...after a simulating conversation with ?
...waking up on a Sunday morning thinking that I don't have to go to the office
...just being me
Saturday, February 24, 2007
mixed emotions
Its Friday morning and a normal human being should be looking forward to the weekend. But not me definitely. I'd rather be at the office doing work... That's what kind of freaking deviant I have become.
Saturday, July 5, 2003
this one is from old blog...
Had too much to eat at Lunch. Funny, it was half a sandwich from Dave's Deli and now I'm bloated. Usually I'll do my blogs after 5 pm when all is said and done. But today I just have the urge to type, and type and type. Which reminds me.. *will get back to you* an article is waiting
Friday, April 25, 2003
hard at work...NOT!
I wonder how long i'll have to work in this shithole. i get paid peanuts and my work is stunting my creativity. it's friday and i am elated, two days of rest and play with little ali. bliss.... could be better if i've got wads of cash to spend too. :)
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