Its a Sunday...
A really lazy sunday for me.
Woke up at 12.30pm, showered, watched TV, eat, watched TV, eat, clean the kitchen and watch TV
God!! I am indeed becoming a couch potato.
Usually I would do housework on every Sunday cos Monday is a working day and i would not touch the housework till the next sunday..

Lets backtrack.. starting from...

FRIDAY:
It was my last day at work.
(suddenly I feel i can express myself freely)
Ok so Friday was my last day at work.
I was planning to go in to work at 9 since Shah starts at 9.
but knowing me, i didnt hear the 21 missed calls and was ready only at 8.35am.
Me and Shah planned to have breakfast before work.
I was kinda afraid he'd get mad.. knowing his tendency..
But he always says that he cools down everytime he sees my face.
I got in his car, apologised and told him to take an hour off from work.
headed down to west coast near NUS to have prata for breakfast
First time ok!
I never went out to eat prata with Shah..
LOL

And so we arrived work.
I was busy with clearing all the daily work.
In fact, there is one duty I didnt complete
I was completing with the DFDs for front counter workflow.
Something which Ken said was a Christmas present for him.
I know he likes it. Shah will take over my throne and ammend accordingly.
Soft copy will never be given out.
Never.
My hard work...
Ivan said,"Adik, me and Hosie suspected that you are going to leave with a big bang."
I laughed. He was referring to the handbook that I made.

Last minute handovers of my duties..
Poor Haizam, had to take it all...
reseller login process, parking, accessories
Training Haizam...

5.10pm: Exit Interview.
Ken had requested that he conducted the interview with me. Alone.
I apologised to my MD,Ken for letting him down.
He apologised back for putting me in this situation, saying he didnt know that kind of politics going on back there.
I told him he needn't apologise.
Had a heart to heart talk. And finally I pulled the trigger...
"BANG!"
I felt a bit worried... I knew i mentioned I wouldn't do it. But i realised SHE had put me through a lot of mental and emotional roller coaster.
That she thought she could point her finger around with me.
That made me do it.
the trauma she put me through. It was initially unforgivable.
she didnt make things easy for me.
I wouldnt complain but she didnt necessarily need to make it hard for me..
But I have come to a point that I pray for her safety.
That her children will be ok.
I asked Shah in the car on the way home if I did the right thing.
He said yes
I asked again if I had gone overboard.
He shook his head

When I said that, I had vented my anger at my parents about her, crying.
Came to work on Wed morning and found out she was admitted to the hospital.
Some of my colleagues said what goes around comes around.
But I didnt pray anything bad.

The management didnt make me stay though there are few who really told me to wait till the beginning of next year.
Read between these lines:
My ex-management may have a picture painted to them... Probably with the assortment of secondary colours... green, red and blue.. Picture is being sold.. now who's the seller

My departure made my eyes open bigger. Cos I finally realised who is who...
I am working in the Admin department. In there, people would have given farewell gifts. I didnt get any. I am perfectly fine with that. I told mom i am glad God didnt make me feel hurt cos I wouldnt want to owe them anything.
Cos the gifts might have come from people who cant even see my face and I would have to accept it whether or not I throw it away behind them.
But I managed to have 2 gifts.
Esther gave me a necklace and Aslin gave me a candle burner.
So sweet.
there were some who cried.
Aslin and Shsha.
they moved me but I didnt want to cry back in front of them.

Packed my things till 7.30pm and which ended up in 2 huge HP bags.
Gawd and just last Sat I brought home a huge one..
the 3 bags are still lying in my room unpacked.
So from the office we went to West Coast Mac cos I wouldnt know when else I would get there. I thought there were just a few of us. prolly six..but ended up with 11. I was glad I had friends.

The final goodbye was at the parking lot. I cried out finally to Ivan.
bad cry.
A cry for everyone who cried for me.
Got in the car.
turned to Shah and we teared again...
Took a slow drive home, not wanting to face reality when we wake up on Monday.

**I'll write a memory lane of work when I am more free**

SATURDAY:
Went out branch with Ef, Erlinna and Shah.. Planned to go out
But we didnt fix the place and time.
Amd i had to be home by 3.30pm. Best thing when I was home, my mom asked,"asal balik cepat nah?"
Aik? i thought we needed to go someplace else
but we only left after Marghrib, visiting Nyai, had dinner at the shop then headed to coffee bean in town till 1.30am guess doing what?
Figuring out who is going to be on our guest lists.
Can you imagine my excitement?
The page boys and flower girls.
where the nikah is to be held.
Came home at around 2 and baby just came back from Mustaffa with his mom after 5 hours..
Gawd!
His mom was asking abt me throughout the night.
Me and Shah was talking on the phone till he went to sleep...

Now he is starting to sleep on the phone with me
and starting not to know when I call
Honeymoon's over?
Hmmm.. I hate lies though I tell a lot. but once he lies, that's it. I'd lose all trust in him.
Mom keeps asking if he's the one.
And I said,"If he isn't, I pray to God that we won't even see a wedding. Let all happen before the wedding"