I am sorry if I haven’t been interesting enough of lately. It’s just that I have a lot on my mind at the moment. A new path awaits me and recently I ran into some one pothole that threatens to make my journey harder than it already is. Anyway, a little bit about my last day at work.

Well, it was yesterday and it was a quiet affair – nothing unusual, mostly just sitting in front of the PC wasting bandwidth. I have said my farewells the week before and so there just wasn’t any point in doing more than I ought to. I wouldn’t say that I’m happy; I am not sad either. Perhaps it is because I have too much on my mind to get all emotional about things. I am glad for the little gifts that I got – two recipe books (excellent, I say!) from the team and one from her, plus a nice little hairclip that I could use for the wedding. My only hope is that the company – editors and everyone else – does well. The place has so much potential – just people screwing up here and there.

Now that work is over – amazing how time flies by so fast – I’ll have about two weeks to get the room sorted out plus relax and catch up on some knitting. My sock yarn needle set arrived on Monday and I can’t wait to try it out! If only I didn’t have to worry about that damn pothole.

It’s quite sad when I think about it.

You see, I had been hoping for some good news from Him but instead I get issued with ultimatums. It doesn’t help that Nil and I get the feeling that our relationship isn’t welcomed (yes, you should see how He is with Nil; I feel ashamed sometimes!) or approved of despite the fact that we are both adults.

When it first hit me, I was upset…angry even because of the sheer hypocrisy of it all. It was evident to me but obviously not Him. As time passed and after talking about it to people, I became disillusioned, even disappointed. Heh.

I like to tell myself that it’s just a mood swing thing but I don’t know. I barely know Him anymore. I hardly see Him and when I do, we don’t talk…or at least I talk but He’s just like the wall. I think He has changed a lot…and frankly, I miss the old Him.

Is it so much to ask for some people to be happy for me without any conditions? Especially more so when I really really want Him to be right there in my life?

Quando, Quando, Quando by Michael Bublé with Nelly Furtado