Sup3rnality

Ah, another morning at work. I'm getting used to this. Although at first, I felt like not waking up in the morning due to a bout of tossing and turning that lasted about two-thirds of my sleeping time. It was just one of those nights, I guess; when my body doesn't want to shut down when I tell it to. I think I only got about two hours in, accumulatively.

But I managed to wake up, albeit being about 10 minutes later than usual. Went through the normal order: a wake-up shower, getting out and drying off, lotion+powder+perfume, toner+moisturizer, clothes, make-up, and then breakfast... Oh yes, breakfast.

But breakfast wasn't the normal affair today. First of all, I forgot the alarm on the door and so it went off and probably woke up the entire first floor. Then, the kitchen greeted me with the stench of rotting food and the usual cat piss and crap... Ugh. I scrunched up my nose, snatched my tub of butter from the fridge and ran back to my room a.s.a.p. I couldn't stand being in that place for too long. I made meself a sandwich and made that excruciating journey back to the kitchen to put the butter back in the fridge. Hating the smell, I took my can of air freshener amd sprayed the kitchen and the living room as well. Thankfully, they (my housemates) came out of their rooms right after that. So hopefully they get the hint when they smell that overload of lavender smelling mist.

I stopped to check my e-mail and Facebook before I left, since I had some extra time on my hands. I aired out my room for a little, and sprayed some Febreeze onto my mattress to give a fresh smell when I retire to bed tonight. Hung up some clothes that I threw around the previous night, and sprayed some air freshener as I walked out the door.

I then walked a bit down to the Block A carpark where Juliana was waiting for me, got in the car and had our normal chit-chat in the morning. Parked and made that short walk to our office. We get to the fourth floor, enter our office and part ways to our respective team's section.Now I'm in my workstation, typing this out as I kill time, waiting for my training to start at 9.30am.

So that's a weekday morning in the life of Linzy. Routine, kinda boring and a far cry from what I would have done about 3-4 months ago. It's mind-boggling how rapidly life can change. I've traded classrooms for an office. Instead of writing essays for the lecturer to read, I wait for what people write and I check them for mistakes. Sometimes I cannot believe that I am at this point now.

After work would usually have me back home and lounging about, maybe snoozing for a bit. I would wake up later to prepare a light dinner while watching a movie on my laptop. Or on some nights I'd Ayus and Fairuz take me out for dinner, or I'd go to Ayus' and lepak with her for a bit for some company. Then it's back home, when I'd iron my clothes and have a shower before I sleep and repeat the day over.

This new life that I have makes me long for the good ol' days filled with familiarity, The mahallahs and my compartment, walking down the beloved BC stairs, walking around in the IRKHS hallways, classes and the lecturers and most of all, the familiar faces of those I call my Sayang and my friends. It'll be sight for sore eyes to see them all again. It's been quite a while now.

Anyhow, training is in a few, so I'll sign off for now. I'm off to go through my morning. A new morning. Welcome Linzy~

Love,
Hazlin