So there goes the story of my sick days in BKK. Now that I'm back in SG, I had a chesty congested cough for almost a week, waking up in the middle of the night coz I was coughing so badly. I went for a BBQ last night and woke up at 3am this morning to throw up. Took a huge dump in the morning and then again when I got into the office. Threw up a second time just about 10minutes ago. I have a serious appetite lost and my head feels swimmy. My dad thinks I'm exaggerating the seriousness of my illness. I feel like a freaking pregnant woman. And since I got home last night, I have been feeling moody. Didn't wanna talk and I didn't put on any make up when I came into office today. Basically feel like shit.
I think it's a culmination of many things. Not just my illness. I'm starting to feel dreary about my job and thinking more seriously about where I wanna be in the next 2-3 years, not just in terms of my personal life but also in terms of my career. At this very moment, marriage is not on my mind. I wanna move somewhere in my career first before embarking on plans for that part of my life. I think it's time for me to move on. This job doesn't seem to be going anywhere for me and I honestly have had enough of the late nights and alcohol. I don't think having the priviledge of signing people into dbl O and buying drinks for them on my tab is a big deal anymore at this point in my life. I need more credible benefits and more grown up ones at that.
Tolora
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