Sunday at Work

08-08-2010 Sunday

Working on a Sunday? Completely inhuman!

The outside of the office building looked anything but an office. I've been trying to forget what day is it today, hoping it would make me less bitter about having to go to work while everyone else is elsewhere probably getting some. However, the sight of ELJ building today screams 'It's Sunday!!'. There's not even a single soul outside the building unlike during weekdays when the narrow stairway up the building is filled with smoke inhaling individuals. Today, no one's around except for the trusty ELJ security guards.

Alex drove me to work, and when he stopped the motorcycle, he looked around and pointed out how empty the building is. I got off of the motorcycle, took a deep breath and was all like 'I know, it's Sunday remember I'm not supposed to be working!'. He smirked, I made a face.

Before I let him go, I blabbered non-stop about the stuff he can't afford to forget while I'm gone: My newly washed clothes hanging outside the boarding house, the food I left in the pot, his dirty laundry... I'm starting to sound like a mother nagging at his son for being irresponsible but heck, I don't want things to be messed up in our room while I'm gone. I need to go back home tomorrow when I get off from work. I need to get more things done.

When he left, I had doubts if he'll remember every reminder I told him. I'm in no mood to work today. I'm tired from washing my one week's worth of dirty clothes. Remember how I wished so bad that he did the laundry yesterday? Well, it didn't happen, the laundry bin is still about to explode. Not so surprising.

I feel lightheaded but it could be worse if I didn't get any sleep in the afternoon. Good thing I did. It rained the entire day. Alex didn't go anywhere, he stayed in the room with me and watched TV. I don't have much sleep last night, even during daytime.

We had a busy day yesterday, here's a quick rundown: He picked me up at Espana, I slept for 2 hours, woke up at 8:30, prepared breakfast for both of us, went to New World Laboratory, waited in line for 3 freaking hours, had an interesting lab test, then it was done and we waited for yet another hour for the result. We had lunch before going home, watched TV, I slept for one hour, then woke up again for my check-up at Chinese General Hospital.

To be fair with Alex, I'm glad he's with me the entire day. To me it looks like he's still trying to make it up to me, or maybe he's really starting to become a more responsible guy for me..whatever, I liked the way he's treating me recently. Oh and for the record, he picked me up from work for one straight week. I'm telling you, he sleeps like a log and he would never wake up as early as 4 in the morning even if his life depended on it. This is truly phenomenal. And I appreciate everything he's doing.

Even if he still ain't got no job yet, he frequently goes to the motorcycle shop of his friend to help out and earn some money, though it's not that much, I like the fact that he doesn't want to depend on me completely when it comes to our finances. That's a good sign now isn't it?

OK. I logged in at exactly 7:00. It is now 43 minutes after 9 and I still don't have a call. Alright, I think I'm gonna have to take back my words. Working on a Sunday isn't so bad if things are gonna go as smoothly as it is now. Ahh.. Getting paid while sitting down and blogging? Things couldn't get any better than this!

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posted by Monica-Lynne @ 2:42 AM