1st time in 8 months

Finally down.

1st time in almost 8 months. I've never taken sick leave since starting out at this co. Or for a matter-of-fact, never since i graduated & started work. i think so. i hope i'm not gonna break the record tml.

1st time in 8 months, feeling the highest level of stress until i started to hyperventile - almost went into a panic attack which would've threatened to make me look like a fool. Technology playing tricks on me - 3 repeated emails can't get sent to my client, 4 faxes didn't go through, and i waited for one hour before my client can approve. and i was running late. not even just "out of time"

i might have broken down a few times during my stay here due to stress induced by fellow colleagues. But they weren't so serious, cos after the tears came out, i could still bitch about it, nag at it for a month, get some pacifying from my other colleagues and i'll be fine in an hr. This lasted for 3 hrs before it subsided. Yes, i counted. But no, i didn't cry at all. I took deep breaths, took a slow long walk to the bus stop and from the bus stop to the IJ Home, i walked up and down my company's stairs, I talked my to colleagues to distract myself....but I only got more agitated. I almost snapped at my supervisor. But the tension never left me.

i couldn't believe that technology, the one that i love most, ALMOST did me in at the 11th hour. but then again, i should have practised to be more calm during hiccups like dat, in order to think of alternatives to solve the issue.

Starving, for the 1st time in 8 months. i only had 2/5 of a nonya dumpling & 1/2 glass of tea in the morning, 3 small cups of milo during my 2pm-5pm long meeting, & finally 1 ham sandwich & 1 caesar salad at 5pm. It might be enough for a slim gal, but to me, i was practically starving all the way till 5pm. Now, at 12.25am, i'm starving again. with a fever. i felt cold. very cold while walking down the slope with the rain softly hitting on my tan skin. Now my nostrils are flaring hot steam.

And just when i tot i could unload all this stress (& maybe fever germs) online here, my choir president called and "wanted to check with me" whether i helped the IJ Home girl out of obligation (cos we're using the place for our choir for free) or whether i did this out of pure goodwill. I'm terribly disappointed. TERRIBLY. it's an insult i can never swallow.

and the tears started to flow. On and on and on.................