It has been a frantic and unsettled week at work. Madhouse, I tell you! Define unattractive! Ermm...Ugly and uninviting! Yes, yes. I am rambling about myself. It has been awhile since I came to work with my makeup on. In some way, my colleagues are accepting the changes. You better! Exactly at 6PM sharp, I will be busy dolling up myself. That is, if I am meeting Andy. Recently, there were so many clamors on the roles that we should take on, the re-engineering of processes and the addition of new upload to the team. Upload to the team will definitely be a struggle. Only when we are slowing adapting to the phasing out of eradication project, we are now facing an additional turbulence. The effect of which causing a major perturbation. Somehow or rather, I find the inclusion to be redundant to our work scope. As a matter of fact, it is an added burden. We have tried it out and we have voiced out our concerns. Oh well, it seems that it is here to stay. I am not complaining yet. Some people just do not have the professionalism to be tactful when in need for assistance. What a disgrace! On the other side, I have been consulted on tips, inside information, pointers and word of advice to some personnel. Consultation fees shall be collected on the next appointment ladies! Not forgetting, I shall wait for my bonus and pay increment for the year....
Relationship, oh yeah, it has been a felicity. A contentment and exhilaration ride it has been so far leaving me in a state of euphoria. How do I explain the feeling of pining and longing for love? Come on Noraidah, wake up! Your inamorato has other commitments too. My cavalier has been the sweetest. His sincerity to be with me touches my heart. He is always assuring me that he is not married. Hilarious! No doubt, we do have our differences – lots of it. My major issue is I am always asking him questions. Painstakingly. His Achilles’ heel – he can’t stand it when I ask too much. Period! He will be asking if I had just taken steroids for the day. He has me to blame for causing him to end up berserk or bonkers in a few years time. My paramour may not be good in expressing himself at times. He admits that he is not a romantic lover (can be seriously horny at times, hahaha) but he tries his best to make me feel his presence. We mocked, jeered and booed corny and mawkish movie like Twilight and New Moon. Oh sucks, it’s too worn out and quotidian for me/us. He tolerated my childish temper as much as I have withstood his absurdity. We started out not having much to say and ended up babbling and divulging ourselves in sometimes moronic topics which I shall not even mention. Our home ground dates. Countless of them. Our yak on primary school mates and how publicized this relationship has become. Most significant event, when he brought me to meet his boys. His Real McBouys. I am deeply moved emotionally on how close were the boys in times of need. Though, I am not comfortable yet with them, Andy is always encouraging me to be with him so that I can to know him and his friends better. I will work on that. As for now, we are moving together toward a better future. Andy with school and courses and myself of’ course waiting for my entry …I just can’t stop studying. Somehow, the briefing at NTU on taking up P.H.D seems motivating. I definitely crave for that. Insya Allah.
Relationship, oh yeah, it has been a felicity. A contentment and exhilaration ride it has been so far leaving me in a state of euphoria. How do I explain the feeling of pining and longing for love? Come on Noraidah, wake up! Your inamorato has other commitments too. My cavalier has been the sweetest. His sincerity to be with me touches my heart. He is always assuring me that he is not married. Hilarious! No doubt, we do have our differences – lots of it. My major issue is I am always asking him questions. Painstakingly. His Achilles’ heel – he can’t stand it when I ask too much. Period! He will be asking if I had just taken steroids for the day. He has me to blame for causing him to end up berserk or bonkers in a few years time. My paramour may not be good in expressing himself at times. He admits that he is not a romantic lover (can be seriously horny at times, hahaha) but he tries his best to make me feel his presence. We mocked, jeered and booed corny and mawkish movie like Twilight and New Moon. Oh sucks, it’s too worn out and quotidian for me/us. He tolerated my childish temper as much as I have withstood his absurdity. We started out not having much to say and ended up babbling and divulging ourselves in sometimes moronic topics which I shall not even mention. Our home ground dates. Countless of them. Our yak on primary school mates and how publicized this relationship has become. Most significant event, when he brought me to meet his boys. His Real McBouys. I am deeply moved emotionally on how close were the boys in times of need. Though, I am not comfortable yet with them, Andy is always encouraging me to be with him so that I can to know him and his friends better. I will work on that. As for now, we are moving together toward a better future. Andy with school and courses and myself of’ course waiting for my entry …I just can’t stop studying. Somehow, the briefing at NTU on taking up P.H.D seems motivating. I definitely crave for that. Insya Allah.
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