Is time moving at all??
i swear it is because my holiday is passing me by at an alarming rate
however..... at times it doesn't seem to have moved at all!
For example, in the office.
Watching the clock obsessively, willing the hands to move faster(which they don't and instead seem to move slower), while I do what amounts to absolutely nothing for the workday.
Eyelids drooping in protest at the lack of sleep I had the previous night, I observe that it is nearly lunchtime and decide to head outside my dreary little cubicle (a testament to the utter lack of individuality here in Brunei) to make a call.
Only to be waylaid by the Permanent Secretary during the call and asked to enter his lair/office to peruse his collection of books. While I attempt to conduct a decent conversation with gum in my mouth. Honestly, I felt rude. Hope he doesn't mention that little detail to my dad.
Anyway, that brings me to another reason time seems to have not moved for me.
Daddy is still looking out for his baby girl. Even though she's 22 and is currently working at MFA on attachment.
How embarrassing.
Words cannot express the humiliation I felt that through the grapevine my dad found out that I got told I had to wear baju kurung instead of the smart clothes I was wearing and decided to call the Permanent Secretary to inquire as to whether there was a dress code at MFA, and informing him of the treatment I received. Which filtered down through the offices as they attempted to find who told me off so they could be told whats what. Why my dad is concerned over such a trivial matter is beyond me. The fact that this could mean my social death at the workplace probably did not even occur in his head. This is the stuff of nightmares. What will he do when I get a proper job?? =S
'Coming to my rescue' is indicative of how he still views me as his little baby and his interference in my workplace, which is certainly not welcome, demonstrates a need to let (and his problems with letting) go. =p
the 'rents have issues! haha =p
I really don't want to be seen as a little snobby princess wherever I go 'coz I'm not...! and i definitely do not go running to daddy over any little thing ..hmf...
oh yeah.. and how come I seem to be instantly recognizable on sight by anyone and everyone???? Its actually annoying 'coz sometimes I just have no idea who they are but they know who i am. Sux.
Being bored to death. Craving sleep and cuddles. Seemingly stationary.
Stationary
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