Guilty conscience

I have said something wrong.

I know this because I woke up at four in the morning, all of a sudden, thinking about it.

Funny how the mind works.

For what's it worth, I am sorry.

question and answer portion

The many questions that I am faced every single social gathering:

- When is your time?
- Did you guys talk about getting married yet?
- Did you tell him that you want to get married soon?
- So... when will we get our invitation to your event?
- When do I get to buy the dress to wear at your wedding?

Sigh.

This coming week, I will be faced with these same questions. My only weapons are my I'm-as-clueless-as-you-smile, let's-change-the-topic-maneuver and awkward-face-until-everyone-is-uncomfortable-look.

Wish me luck?

Erm.

no more drama

When it rains, it pours.

I'm quite annoyed at the turn of events. Apparently it's not just marriages that Facebook can ruin, even family relationships.

I hate it when people decide to air their dirty laundry. Why not pick a few choice friends or family to divulge every minute detail of your life through a phone call or even better personally rather than post and then tag everyone to see? Then wonder where the gossip comes from? Well, duh.

Ugh.

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Aside from that stressful turn of events, I came to work and found an envelope from the attorney general. I guess I might be called to court for something I don't remember. Great.

Is it time to move on and actually think about doing something else?

A manager recently approched me and casually asked what if I have any plans. I was dumbfounded enough to not have a decent response. She questioned my lack of interest to pursue a Master's degree which will open up more possibilities. Apparently I manage the floor quite well while being calm under pressure. Interesting.

She gave me until next week to let her know what the future looks for me.

Erm.

Unmotivated is what I am.

My enthusiasm even went a notch lower after that letter. Sigh.
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End of woe-is-me post.