Welcome to another 30 years of workingg

Assalamualaikum to a new work chapter, dear me. Haha. Huhu. Alhamdulillah a big blessing to be able to work in a thing I somewhat love. And this time, with this change of new department, I am not in place feeling lost rather I'm feeling a bit of the pressured to stuff as much and as fast that I can to be the competent worker I aspire to be. So I'm a logistic pharmacist now huh.

This week is like weeeee. Jogs right by. Monday, I was bye-bye-ing everyone then at 4 was off to my rental room. And straight the following day, I am in my new place. Definitely felt the exhaustion, and I though felt a bit guilty for driving out from home at 8, I needed the extra slow morning in. My sleep schedule is adjusting. So happens I wake up at 4 or too tired I slept at 8.30, but I think thursday I got adjusted. Then, Friday after work straight to Bangi. My fam home. My home home. I am kinda in a phase like feeling I'm going out kursus and not registering that this will be my last time meeting some of co-workers/friends. Probably my slow way of processing. Letting it come, when it comes. Overall, I feel fine. A shift.

Weekend was busy. 1 weddings, 2 open house yesterday. One with my co-workers, we had a small group and had a birthday surprise. I am feeling that somewhat this is an act of a guy trying to get into a girl. My 2 junior co-workers. Who knows? Yet, I feel somewhat sad for myself. I had an assumption that the old uni-guy has no interest in taaruf, so I put a solid stop and moving forward. Just, it's supposed to be easy right? For decent guys to be interested in me? Yet my life is such opposite. I'm gonna uphold my value and let my mind be full of thoughts of my Creator. The only one who deserves my attention. Yet, it is hard sometimes. I'm meeting my Bruneian friend tonight, In Shaa Allah. Let's enjoy my life, with no spouse searching worries.

Let's,

TGiaH