A week of tiny things gone wrong

So what went wrong this week that made me think it’s just a not-right-week:

It started on Sunday night when I had this terribly lazy feeling of not wanting to go to work. I thought it was strange as I’ve never had this before. Might be related to the no-mood feeling of having just paid RM180 for a stupid steamed fish.

Monday: The stupid train to Port Klang was early and I missed it. A little bit mang chang already early Monday morning.

• Then it might have been something related to work, I don't remember what it was exactly. I think it was the edits; I hate doing them. And I had no one to ask since T was still off. I really think doctors have the shittiest writing.

Tuesday: Had a terrible night. The first thing that came to my mind as soon as I opened my eyes was: EL. Had period in the middle of the night with terrible stomach pains and even worse back pains. I have no idea how the pain went to the back but I remember it was excruciating. I remember waking up in the middle of the night to do a yoga stretch. The next day, the pain was still there; it was as though I did a major workout the day before. Stuck 2 Salonpas and went to work, despite knowing that it stinks bad. What's the EPO doing, not seeming to help?

• On top of that, I dreamt that my thumb was broken. I had to hold up my thumb the whole time in the dream; else the bone would stick out and fluid from the bone oozed out. When I woke up, I made sure my thumb was upright and yes, it did feel good to have a working thumb.

• Today I am early at the train station but the bloody train was late. Impossible to head towards Port Klang already.

• Went looking for the stupid company clinic at Boulevard; went to 2 to enquire only to find that it’s inside the mall instead. Went there and didn’t wanna wait cos there were a lot of people.

• Brought rice from home for lunch. Heated it up and someone asked if I was eating petai. Another group of bitch entered and said the office smelt like fish. I was NOT eating fish. We stared at each other. I felt very irritable by then as it was the 1st time bringing lunch to work. And then I couldn’t stop coughing. I put back the rice in the fridge, can’t eat it already.

• Went to the clinic again but the doctor is out for lunch until 2.30pm. What kind of idiot has a lunch time that long until 2.30pm. By then I was very angry and frustrated already.

• Did more edits and then found that I had been cross-checking the data against the WRONG database all along. Finding how they were wrong was even more frustrating; I saved the correct one but opened the wrong file! I was so angry with myself. One thing I have noticed is that my alertness is slowly deteriorating. Wondering if it could be a medical condition especially with my constant sleepiness despite sleeping 7 hours at night.

Actually I don't have a good feeling with 2 days of crap already.. wondering what’s in store for the rest of the week.

Wednesday: Needless to say, due to yesterday’s stupidity, had a long feedback from D. As consolation, my decisions were right, just that someone else’s were already right and I ‘corrected’ it again :D whatever. Today’s work was checking tables; I’m familiar with this and I didn’t check each and every single thing. I thought that today showed signs of being improvement.

Thursday: No words to describe this day. I don't know why I arrived at Sentral almost in tears in rotten mood. Maybe I was frustrated that I didn’t hear Timmy’s call. I was angry that he waited since 7.40am when we had agreed to meet at 8.15am. I don't like people waiting for me and I was frustrated that the train was late until about 8.25am. Maybe I was pissed at being seated between 4 bloody Hacketts who can’t bloody stop talking all the way from Klang to KL Sentral. I got pissed when their curly frizzy hair kena my arm, especially Hackett hair! I don't know why I felt so so horrible.

• Reached the office and didn’t feel like doing any work, maybe there was no urgency and I don't work without a deadline. So I did my own stuff for ¾ of the day and struggled to force some work into that ¼. And then I don't feel good, so I had a 20-min nap. And then another 10 min or so. Never felt so moodless and lazy; I just CAN’T do the work. Never felt such torturous waiting for time to pass and my head started to feel light. And started to have thoughts of taking MC. That thought never escaped my mind this week and the only reason I am not doing so is that I bought the train ticket for a whole week already. I find this utterly strange as it's a stark contrast to my being all pumped-up in the previous post. Heck, even when I had 3 days of MC for gastric that lasted a week, I still went to work for 2 days. What a nerd.

• Parked my car this morning by the drain, my previous fav spot. And there was something among the grass that caught my foot and I almost fell into the drain. Wow, something’s really not right hey?

Actually it's just all little things but making me feel down. Timmy attributed it to 'period' but I don't always feel like this.

It’s Friday, come on baby! Feeling a little ok for now, had some positive news and I better sleep early cos I’m starting to wonder if the sleepiness is started to make me cranky (and also affecting my alertness at work).