Wasted

I was down with a flu and sore throat yesterday in the midst of work. I was infected with a fever earlier in the wee hours and could not attend work. I missed a day's pay, damn. I just visited my family doctor and had two days of mc. I reckon I'll be fine tomorrow and I'll be back to work.

Previously on Tuesday, I went to Posb to get my debit card done and I'll be so loving it- as soon as my pay comes. As time to come, I think I will want to work full shifts more often in a week, so as I'll be able to earn much more. The decision leads to more cash but less time for everything else and I forsee a very exhausted self.

I missed my mates. I missed hanging out with friends. Zubbie and I scheduled the same off-day so that we'll be able to hangout together next Friday. Fiqqiesan has been with me all these while, by my side even today when I'm awfully sick. Though we seemed to spend much time together, I want the time spent to be more meaningful. I mean I feel that we could do so much more better when we are together. Nonetheless, I do love him much with the capacity of my heart could fill.

I've opened up with my colleagues after a week or so working together. Yeah, it's kind of a slow progress. I'm really shy and I'd blushed whenever I talked to them. It's all cool now and they're great people to work with.