The Acceleration Before Take-Off
I'll be leaving for KL in 10 hours.
But 48 hours ago has been seriously packed. I had to clear off all my back-load before I take off. If rushing my work is not enough, The Squeaker had to call for a class last night. I rushed to it unprepared right after work.
Class ended at 9.30 and I went back to the office to settle some more of my work. Not realising that I made an appointment with Bernice and Alastair for coffee at 10.30. She called at 10.45 asking of my whereabout and that was when it hit me. I thought the appointment's on Friday. So, I rushed to Bing!.
I only got home around 12.30. Showered and headed straight to bed. Well, almost.
But I couldn't fall asleep. No matter how hard I tried. Bloody hell. Work starts to play around in my mind. I just could not stop myself from thinking. I think I'm going mental. The last time I checked was 3.40.
And so, I woke up at 6.45, pissed stoned. Did the usual routine and headed for the office. Rushed through more work, skipped lunch. And when I was in my most caught up moment, The Boss just came out of his room and asked me to take his car for a wash. There's no way I could say no. So I thought I might as well grab a bite while waiting.
Done with the car wash, back to scrutinising more numbers. Finally got it done at 7.30.
Dinner. Shower. Started packing.
And I'm just done with it.
By the way I construct my sentences, its pretty clear I'm stoned. Very stoned.
But... ITS THE HOLIDAYS!!
E.T.D, 10Hrs.
But 48 hours ago has been seriously packed. I had to clear off all my back-load before I take off. If rushing my work is not enough, The Squeaker had to call for a class last night. I rushed to it unprepared right after work.
Class ended at 9.30 and I went back to the office to settle some more of my work. Not realising that I made an appointment with Bernice and Alastair for coffee at 10.30. She called at 10.45 asking of my whereabout and that was when it hit me. I thought the appointment's on Friday. So, I rushed to Bing!.
I only got home around 12.30. Showered and headed straight to bed. Well, almost.
But I couldn't fall asleep. No matter how hard I tried. Bloody hell. Work starts to play around in my mind. I just could not stop myself from thinking. I think I'm going mental. The last time I checked was 3.40.
And so, I woke up at 6.45, pissed stoned. Did the usual routine and headed for the office. Rushed through more work, skipped lunch. And when I was in my most caught up moment, The Boss just came out of his room and asked me to take his car for a wash. There's no way I could say no. So I thought I might as well grab a bite while waiting.
Done with the car wash, back to scrutinising more numbers. Finally got it done at 7.30.
Dinner. Shower. Started packing.
And I'm just done with it.
By the way I construct my sentences, its pretty clear I'm stoned. Very stoned.
But... ITS THE HOLIDAYS!!
E.T.D, 10Hrs.
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