*this post is edited. kindly read again to experience my newest joy*
It is no such thing as Monday blues today. I woke up forgetting what this particular Monday would mean to me. It means: a new beginning. New responsibilities. New set of problems waiting to be cried over (just kidding)(or maybe not). If only I could be more positive about this new change but as you can see, I'm failing rather miserably.
It is no such thing as Monday blues today. I woke up forgetting what this particular Monday would mean to me. It means: a new beginning. New responsibilities. New set of problems waiting to be cried over (just kidding)(or maybe not). If only I could be more positive about this new change but as you can see, I'm failing rather miserably.
I was in denial for a few weeks, thinking that I could actually skip this part in my life. I keep on telling everyone and I keep on telling God how happy I am with where I am now - wouldn't want anything less and wouldn't ask for anything more. I am almost contented, in terms of my working condition but as I always tell people and myself for that matter - God indeed has better plans.
I have been giving Him cynical smiles for the past few days because I know He knows what is truly in my heart but He decided to give me something I didn't want to deal with (just yet). I know it's for my own good, this new responsibility won't do me any harm but instead it would actually help me erase all these barriers I have put on myself. It's another step to a better self, of course.
But still, I'm scared. I'm scared of disappointing people and most importantly, I'm scared of disappointing myself. The real problem is I tend to think of the future too much, without being conscious in taking care of my present. I think too much. I need to stop thinking too much.
It is such an overwhelming morning for me. It started off great because I had my favourite iced coffee in the whole wide world. Surprise surprise, that honour belongs to Dunkin Donuts' iced coffee, not Starbucks or any other famous coffee brands. You should totally give it a try because I'm hooked for life.
I also started my morning with that news of Al Waleed's arrest over corruption charges. It made me wonder why can't this happen in our country? Al Waleed is the grandson of Saudi Arabia's founder. Yes, you read that right - Founder. He had shares in Twitter, Apple (!) just to name a few. I can't even describe just how powerful this man is and yet there he goes - hands all tied behind his back, literally.
Okay, I'm sidetracking. I have so much going on in my mind right now so I think I need to take a breather and just compose myself so that it won't overwhelm me in a disruptive way.
update: Today was a whirlwind of emotions! It's almost 6pm and I really want to share my happiness with you guys. My morning was a little ruined when I was told that my media accreditation application to the 13th World Islamic Economic Forum was declined. An hour later, one of the top management personally emailed me telling me that they are extending a complimentary participant seat instead - which is such a big deal because to join in, you need to pay 800 USD guys. That's why we tried to apply for the media pass instead since it's complimentary. I really cannot stress just how psyched I am to attend the forum. When you see the list of speakers, you'd know why. Sometimes I totally forget what I can get by just using my organization's name. Alhamdulillah.
I almost got a heart attack when someone called to tell me that my car was about to be towed. Of course being silly me, I always did this illegal parking (not just me, a lot of other people too) (yes I know, still doesn't make it right) but thank God this kind person called my office and I managed to move my car away before they could even lock my tyres! I don't know who was the person that called but alhamdulillah I shall pray for his/her well-being forever.
After lunch, I almost got another heart attack - for a good cause this time when my colleague presented me with Klose's official jersey, with his signature on it. Yes, Miroslav Klose. That one guy whom I first loved when my Daddy had forcefully told me to root for Germany when I was younger. Of course my heart raced too fast it almost got out of my chest.
Other than that, I got a very pleasant email from two brands that I so dearly love; to attend their screening of something-I-cannot-mention yet. I mean like, the day has gone so well! I'm pretty sure this is due to the fact that I told my Mommy to pray for my day as it would be my first day in a new role. Moms are the best, guys! And of course the best of them all is the Greatest Being Ever - my beloved Allah. Hehe you sneaky something, you. I love You.
Bye!
update: Today was a whirlwind of emotions! It's almost 6pm and I really want to share my happiness with you guys. My morning was a little ruined when I was told that my media accreditation application to the 13th World Islamic Economic Forum was declined. An hour later, one of the top management personally emailed me telling me that they are extending a complimentary participant seat instead - which is such a big deal because to join in, you need to pay 800 USD guys. That's why we tried to apply for the media pass instead since it's complimentary. I really cannot stress just how psyched I am to attend the forum. When you see the list of speakers, you'd know why. Sometimes I totally forget what I can get by just using my organization's name. Alhamdulillah.
I almost got a heart attack when someone called to tell me that my car was about to be towed. Of course being silly me, I always did this illegal parking (not just me, a lot of other people too) (yes I know, still doesn't make it right) but thank God this kind person called my office and I managed to move my car away before they could even lock my tyres! I don't know who was the person that called but alhamdulillah I shall pray for his/her well-being forever.
After lunch, I almost got another heart attack - for a good cause this time when my colleague presented me with Klose's official jersey, with his signature on it. Yes, Miroslav Klose. That one guy whom I first loved when my Daddy had forcefully told me to root for Germany when I was younger. Of course my heart raced too fast it almost got out of my chest.
Other than that, I got a very pleasant email from two brands that I so dearly love; to attend their screening of something-I-cannot-mention yet. I mean like, the day has gone so well! I'm pretty sure this is due to the fact that I told my Mommy to pray for my day as it would be my first day in a new role. Moms are the best, guys! And of course the best of them all is the Greatest Being Ever - my beloved Allah. Hehe you sneaky something, you. I love You.
Bye!
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