A long week, where at work kinda feel unmotivated, hectic marking and stuff. Then late nights of sleeping due to my sister who came home later and later and later as the audit drew closer.
Her normal timing was near 10pm or 10.30pm usually cos she had to travel an hour too. Then it got later 11pm, 12am. On thursday, I called her near 12am to come home quickly. Cos work is never-ending even if you burn midnight oil for it. Health concerns too. Then I went to lie on the bed. Maybe half an hour later, she called me to bring down some change cos the taxi uncle didnt have change. Then I nagged her to come back earlier and to go to sleep before retiring myself.
Then on Friday, after reaching home after 12am++ from Tab's birthday celebration. I went online and called her. She intended to stay beyond 1.30am then. I told her to come back as quickly as she can. Burning 19hrs at work is not a joke. Then I remembered sleeping around 1.30am. Then next thing I knew was hearing the phone ringing. It was 6am. I grabbed it, and its my sister. She had forgotten to bring her keys and had stayed 2hrs at a nearby coffeeshop. She had called 2 times earlier but I didnt hear it. Haiyo, I had to tell her that she should have ringed until I wake up. Usually I am a light sleeper but Friday was very tiring for me. Been up since 7am, went for course, then went back to work with marking, lessons and staying back until 6pm++ b4 heading downtown. And I sleep with the door closed, so the phone sounds more muffled. She should have just let it ring until I wake. Signz. Nag her to let the phone ring more next time, hurry up to sleep, asked her if she needed to work on Sat, which she did and had to go in Sat near 9am. Huh? I told her if she overslept or what then just called in for mc and forget the shit man. I woke up near 11am and she was already gone, think she left near 9am.
I think in my starting days of working, I did have such stamina too. I had the energy to work until 6-7pm, rush to tuition, eating something light for dinner, have tutition until 9.30pm, then take the bus home and reach home near 11pm for 2-3 times a week, on weekday. Then Sat go for Jap class, then Sun 2 tuition plus later on went to Quetzal's place for beginner piano. Of course I didnt feel happy then, miserable in fact yet I could do it. Now some years from those days, I feel my energy has been burnt out. I cant do it anymore for extended period of time. Maybe a once-off day yar. But to carry it persistently eg Full day at work, then after work maybe around 5-6pm, travel to go for guitar or go to workout at a Clubfit gym for an hour, then travel an hour home. I dun think I can do it anymore.
Today's a Sunday and she is working a full day plus OT again. I asked her if she will be getting at least 2 days off for working on the weekend, which she said her boss had agreed. We'll see about that. My parents finally came back from Msia on Sat morning, after all the 'drama' at home. I had to keep these happenings from Mom, otherwise she'll be worried. I did talk to my sis, that if the job continues to be so demanding on time, yet have little prospects, do try to look for one in the meantime, while accumulating say 1/2 year work experience. Also her concern for working so late was that if they failed audit, then people will lose their jobs. My stance was that if they have to wipe people's ass, then those people will not learn. Next year can expect the same pile of shit and ass-wiping. Hope she will come back earlier tonight.
Sianz speaking of which I dun look forward to work myself too. My other sister is currently unemployed. She seems to be having a bit of a good time, though no income. She's meeting her friends for a movie, went Msia for 10days, bought a kite to fly at a park. I envy her. Of course she is actively searching for a job still. But its like a nice break from it all.
Sat
After Jap class, I went to Funan to buy a long tv cable wire, about 10m long, so that I can set up the cable to the computer table, instead of having it near the tv set. The reason was the wireless set up, had very weak signals cos it was quite a distance from the tv to our laptops, though both were in the same living room. After walking around the whole Challenger and finally buying it. I went to eat at the Food Junction on the 5th floor. Feeling a bit unwell, I decided to go for soupy stuff and ordered this Korean soup, its red but surprisingly not spicy, with rice. The taste is okay and not worth mentioning. The reason why I am writing about it is because of the chicken. Note the soup is Korean soup with Chicken. I fished around the soup and encountered some vermicillion, plenty of veg, and the egg but where's my chicken. Finally I scooped out one piece. Its tiny. A 1cm by 0.5cm tiny piece of chicken. 2 chews and its gone. Sighing to myself for the bad luck, I continued eating and trying to find the missing chicken. In the end, I found about 7-8 of such tiny pieces, regretted not ordering the Saba set where the fish was huge, was left with my mouth itching for the taste of meat, felt I had a very healthy meal indeed. Its kinda complex to feel so many things at one go. For those who want to try it, you know where to go for it.
But that's just the start of some kinda bad luck thingy. I walked down, wanting to look at the smaller shops to find a cheaper laptop fan than what Challenger offered, but most shops started closing. It was not even 8pm yet. Sianz. Then I slowly walked towards CityLink, towards Suntec Toys'R'Us to buy this thing for work *groanz*. When I reached the link to Suntec, it was closed on the 15th Feb onwards. Argh had to retrace my steps a bit to walk up via the Marina exit then walk up the Suntec bridge to Suntec. Had not gone to that belt of Suntec for quite long, and it was kinda of a long distance away. Finally after arriving there, I bought that item for $5. Something which I have to pay out of my own pocket. Kinda lame cos my pay aint that fantastic and its not my fault that the thing ran out b4 it reached my class.
Anyway by then I was feeling not so good. Like fatique kinda caught up and stomach was not feeling well. I dragged myself to walk towards Marina, hopeing to catch a bus, sit and stone comfortably. Yet when I walked out from Marina, with the Esplanade in sight, I stopped. Basket! Its the Chingay parade and the road infront of Esplande is condoned off, with people watching the floats as it passed. WTF! Obviously there was no bus to take and I had to walk all the way from Marina, through Citylink, to the MRT and take a mrt back. Cross the road to the makeshift bus station and take a bus home. By the time I reached home, its around 10pm. I was dead-tired, yet glad to be home. My dad offered this bacon-bakua to me. *there is this new bakua, where instead of pork or chicken meat, they use bacon to make. So its softer than the normal bakua cos if u remember how baccon looked like, where the strip of fat covers about half of the baccon* K I was still feeling meat-deprived, hence I took one and ate it. Shortly after I slept.
Sun
A pent up sense of frustration threatened to overwhelm me today. I was feeling kinda sian of it all. The work-groanz feeling, the I-dun-want-weekend-to-end feeling, why-am-I-not-free-cos-I-still-have-bond feeling. Nearing my limits type. I wanted to go out yet was still feeling very tired but couldnt sleep. Then I didnt know what to do with myself.
Finally near 4pm, I decided to setup the cable with wireless on the computer table, with that 10m long cable. I bought some paste-on-wall hook and basically pulled it along until it reached the computer table, pasted those hooks and rest the wire on the hook to prevent it from falling on the ground, being unsightly as well as a walking hazard. Lets just say whilst I was doing it, my dad keep on saying that pasting that hook at that particular spot would be good and that would be good. Basically he was trying to help by instructing me where to paste those hooks so that it would not be unsightly. Being told once is okay, twice-thrice still bearable. But after >4-5 times my temper which was already kinda raw, flared up. I told him to stop nagging whilst I struggle to paste those hooks as high as I could reach. I am not exactly tall and climbing up on my table, computer table, on a chair behind the door and trying to reach a tall spot are not easy tasks and have to climb here and there to adjust the long wire. By the time I got it set up, I just clammed up and went online. Didnt Maple. Just surfing and stoning.
Until now its 9pm, havent eaten, havent bathe. Guess its too late to decide where to go out to. Tom I am not going in early to mark. If I am not happy, I need some time for myself so that it wont compromise my work. To keep pple happy, sometimes I have to be happy too. Just dun like to have to keep feeling the stress of having some unmarked work and yet marking those work is painful. Feel compelled to go in earlier, and staying later yet in the end is less time for myself. Guess this is not what I want. Have to cut off at some point, guess this is one.
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