I was contemplating between updating a post on my life; post injury, and one on my useless manager.
The former won; Because I don’t really wanna grumble and make everybody sulk together with me. (Sulk together cause I’m spreading the gloom.)
Actually, my post injury post would be full of complaints too. HAHAHA. (Eh, one fill of anger, one full of sorrows, you’ll prefer the latter right? Yes, objection overruled.)
NO FISH PRAWNS ALSO GOOD OK.
As you all know, I started work on Monday.
Mondays have never been so blue, I tell you.

I don’t usually get Monday blues, reason being, I’m usually blue because I’m too tired.
But as you all know, my weekends are usually spent with the kids, so since I’m home on all weekends, I don’t get tired, after abundance of rest, on Monday.
Also, I don’t like to walk. I found walking a pain because Iwas pure lazy. Now, I don’t like to walk BECAUSE IT LITERALLY IS A PAIN. =(
A walk that took me five minutes to go through, takes me TWENTY minutes now.
Do you know how miserable I was? =( And I walk pretty fast, so this current change literally slowed me down. MUCH.
Back at the office, I can’t walk to and fro to print things, get water, and whatever silly chores that requires me to walk. Even for lunch, I had to get someone to pack it back to the office.
And the worse thing is, my awesome smelly colleagues had to pack their lunch back, too, so as to accompany me.
The Office, regardless of which, is a gloomy place. You get more depressed the longer you stay inside, and I am depriving the lovely ones around me the chance of going out of that sick place, even for an hour. =(
I can’t wait to be able to run and hop and jump.
Like yesterday, I was telling Audrey I wanted to go singing, and she said:
“You cannot sing high songs.” (cause I can’t get high with an injured foot. T.T)
Adding salt to my wound, insult to my injury, my cousin’s wedding is this Saturday.
Weddings, are excuses where you can dress up and do your hair, and take beautiful pictures.
I bought the AWESOMEST PAIR OF SHOES (most expensive) in my cabinet, one of the highest and chioest, AND I CANNOT WEAR IT NOW BECAUSE OF MY FOOT! =(
And I now have nothing to wear because all my decent looking dresses are short, and I don’t wanna ‘flaunt’ my wounds to everybody.
Sigh.
Melancholy is so me, it’s becoming an understatement.
*tears*
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