I feel sad. I think I'm not destined 2b happy. My happiness is always shortlived.
Had a happy day yesterday. Then, 2day I cried...been a longgg time since I cried due 2 sorrow (4 mths? Since I got bz wif project, I had no time 2 think of other things in life)! And the sadder part is 2day I cried wif my prayer robe on...the last time I cried wif my prayer robe on me was in 2001. Juz cldn't start praying bcoz I juz cldn't stop crying!
It was an ok morning. Woke up wif migraine. Can't report sick coz of work exigency. Went 2 work, took it ez. By 12.30pm, migraine was unbearable. Took panadol & rested over lunch. Had a gd chat for 1 hr wif Roshni during lunch. Juz the 2 of us, after sooo long, alone. It was unplanned, but I found dat despite the fact I was unwell & she was multi-tasking wif work, we covered quite a bit of topics 2day! By 4pm, my migraine was getting btr & I was realy clearing work in zest 2 go home & enjoy my wkend. At 6pm, my boss came over & once agn, she started her ridiculous antics!!! And dat really spoiled my day!!! Coz watever she said made me feel lousy & until dis moment, I'm not at peace. I see myself thinking abt the matter & not enjoying my wkend. I'm unable 2 forget it. Coz until I solve it on Mon ... I'll not be at ease. Why does she always talk 2 me in such an interrogating tone as though I've done some crime?! Why does she always wanna win...juz bcoz she's d boss ... & even worse, now dat she's promoted (1 mth ago) to Snr Mgr. Why does she always want things 2b her way & can't give & take? I thought I was doing her a favour by resolving an issue myself as she's heavily pregnant & I wanna spare her fm having 2 walk wen I noe she's bz & I can handle it myself. But it backfired on me. I shld hav juz let her join me in resolving d issue, so dat I dun hav 2b answerable 2 her interrogations & cross-examinations! I have controlled my tongue. I dowan 2 curse her, she's pregnant. But wen she wont let me live in peace .... how not 2 curse dis kinda ppl...U TELL ME?!
At dis point, I thot of all my frens who resigned bcoz dey cldn't stand deir superiors any longer. It's always sad 2 leave bcoz of other ppl. But like I told Nikky, nothing is permanent, and change is inevitably part & parcel of life. It's all destined. How come I'm still destined 2 stay on? I shld really complete my project & get my degree & move on!! Really!
*sigh* Anyways, I left office & amazingly managed 2 make an adhoc appt 2 meet Nikky @ Tamp Mall 2 get something fm her ... & we ended up walking arnd d Mall after she finished her errand (a funny 1, shall spare the details here! hehehe..*winks @ Nikky*).
Drove her back & came home arnd 8.30pm. So hungry, decided 2 eat 1st. As I pulled the dining chair, the leg hit the leg of dis round side table (wc we display framed photos) behind it & down came crashing a photo framed pic of mom & dad. She was concerned if it broke, but luckily it didn't (amazing!!!) ... she tol me if it breaks, it's bad omen 4d relationship, dat the marriage will not last. I was shocked, I mean, if d belief is so drastic, den wa lao ... dun frame such pic & put it the edge of a table dangerously la! I dun believe in such things la ... but d point here is she has obviously moved the side table nearer 2d dining table or she placed d frame 2 near 2d edge dat juz a lil shake, it can tumble dwn. I pointed out 2 her dat der's space constraint der, & she flared up, started comparing me wif Dad saying I'm juz like Dad, after causing something, will shift d blame 2 her (I hate it wen she starts comparing me wif Dad!). Dad, nvr learns his lesson, nvr watches wat he says, added on 2 my complaint & started agreeing wif me & dat made mom really angry dat she snapped at Dad big time! Gawd. These 2 will nvr grow up! Juz look, the frame didn't break did it? Yet dey're spoiling deir relationship unnecessarily!!
I lost appetite 2 eat, quickly gobbled up my food & went 2 shower. Spent 1/2 hr in d toilet, reflecting on wat had happened, regretting even opening my mouth & giving comments. She always dowan 2 accept defeat! Always wanna win. Always deny her flaws. I took my ablutions after bath & decided 2 pray. Saw Mom all set 4 bed, showered & prayed & sitting on her mattress in the living rm watching her TV in d balcony. In d darkness, I called out 2 her & apologised 4 causing d trouble. I tol her I had not expected dat juz by my ONE comment, Dad will add on wif 5 other rubbish. She responded 2 my apology, but kept quiet after dat. Den I tol her not 2b mad wif Dad, I noe he was juz joking (as usual)...mom juz kept mum. I was shattered. I tol her "Cool down ok?" ... and she says "Ok" & carried on watching TV. Ok, dat's it, I've done my part. I went 2 my room 2 pray ... but b4 I reached my room, I cldn't control my tears. I started sobbing uncontrollably in my rm for 20mins, b4 I finally regained my composure & started praying.
I juz had 2 let dis out. Dis is probably my last entry till I finish my project. Since I resumed blogging, I've been at it everyday since last 2 days. Addiction. I hate being addicted 2 anything!
I hate my life. All d 100 gd things I do intentionally will go 2 waste over 1 wrong thing I do unintentionally! I'm sick of such a fate.
