Lousy

it's been a ting-a-ling longggg day.
and yes, just like wad i typed. im feeling lousy. brrr

morning started well. i thought the day was gonna be good.
and it had to start with the freaking haunted room.
that DIN ALLOW me to enter.
'keep door/gate closed!' was shown and beep went on and on.
HELLO. the door wasnt opened in the first place, how to close it?
it was locked for good solid 20 min.... that totally ruined my delivery-on-time plan.

packed ice creams in a frenzy manner when estates finally unleased the lock.
and to realise, bloody, 2 plastic bags were simply TOO SMALL to fit 6boxes of ice cream.
too bad, i had to take out the cups from 2 boxes and started stuffing like MAD.
wads next? great. i needed to count bloody 120 spoonsssss.
dragged the bags downstairs, sat in a cab.
cab uncle drove me in the car for less than 2 min, i alighted.
great! apparently Outram secondary sounded foreign to him. and i couldnt waste anymore time with him figuring out the way.
3 cab drivers went passed, not knowing where the hell is outram. amazing.
i stood under the hot sun for 5 min with my ice cream.
with the ice cream melting, i wished i melted away too.

thank god! finally one kind uncle who knew the way.
traffic jam din help. took me 20 min to reach outram sec. DAMN uLu.
dropped the stocks, left, and headed towards north vista.
that took me a good 1hr and 15 min to take mrt, bus, and figure my way there.

drama rama happened. the canteen vendor thats supposed to meet me was alr in his car!
his wife sitting at the back, looked pale and yes, she was having difficult in breathing.
they're rushing to hosp. 'rushing'
husband alighted and provided me wih the things i wanted
and next, he offered, i drive u to mrt okie?
in my heart, 'erm... arent u supposed to be rushing to ANE'?
couldnt refuse, i hopped in, in total awkwardness with wife breathing hard at the back.
HAHA. that was quite funny. laid back husband told the wife, 'eh, u try to breathe first la'
omg! hAHAHAHA.

finally travelled back to sch, it was 1pm.
i thought, YAY, i finally could have lunch before i rush for lab at 2pm.
then, phonecalls kept coming in. yes, red alert. iw as called to lab immediately.
to learn how to do product test....
i thought i was just supposed to watch, in the end, i had to do one set too.
great! there went my lunch hr. 3pm was career talk at audi, made compulsory to attend.
4pm back to lab to clear things up.
and i thought i nearly blew up the stupid machine.

super demoralised.
decontamination was decided to be done tomor morning instead.
i really suck at labs la. its just not right.
sigh. i thoght i did well for agar plates just 2 days back.
and results today was just appalling. jelly like stuff was gross.
i thought i could handle the machine, in the end i made a mess out of it.
and had to stall to tomor.
demoralised. demoralised. affected.

sat down at my desk finally at 515pm.
to find many things undone and urgent.
wallace said it's transition period, it's normal to be stressed and overwhelmed.
jus thave to suck thumb and get thru it.
yes i know. but it's just.... damn tough.
especially when i din have any confidence for lab to start with.
things got even tougher with impromptu orders and weird delivery and lab timings.
now my schedules are in a bigggg mess.
it's so messy that i don't know how to reorganise it.

i think. i just need to keep my cool.
when im frustrated, and HUNGRY, and stressed. nothing gets done.
and im super sad that i cant even handle this.
lab is not hard, it was easy. but i don't uds why i couldnt do a good job.
that point is, it was NOT difficult. so why cant i do it properly????! SIGH.

i thought im good with my organisational skills.
now no more. so... it feels like im not good with anything.
except for knowing how to laugh and hoping thigns get better. damn it.

boss was nice.
just when i was feeling depressed sitting at my desk at five plus.
i heard from aunty that my phone had been ringing the whole afternoon.
just then, phonecall came, it was boss.
i thought he's gonna ask me all sorts of qns again.
who knew. the first question he asked was whether i've had my lunch.
i went, 'errrr... no'.
and he started blabbering:

saying how i should say NO and stall for half an hour if i really needed to have lunch. being young at work, sometimes it's hard to say no. but all the more i needed to take good care of my health and take regular meals and not skipping lunch.

wa lao....... i died. so wanted to cry alr. cuz all along i thought he just needed me to do work and probably din give a damn, cuz today he was the one who informed that i needed to go and do lab suddenly, cuz aunty needed to show me things.

and yeah. the numerous phonecalls were from him. checking if im fially back and had lunch.
even if he's being fake and all, it was still nice at that point of time. touched!

thank god. i guess. that was seriously needed. if not i'll probably be wallowing in self-pity and died. well... not that im not feeling it NOW, but it definitely reduced the damage by a huge extent.

alright. so... after tonight, i shall be strong again!
do wad im supposed to do, do it well. and do MORE.
i don't believe i'll die just like that. QSS spirit is impt right now.
not que sera sera that im talking about okie. it's the other spirit. =D
if 2 brains alone can run a camp, why cant my brain do all these simple things.

wake up grace chan! =)
and.. i definitely felt better after a nice phonecall. =)
thanks for that.

rights. i need to watch shows.
i need to be a little happier.

gdnight!