Today I had been a little down than yesterday.
And I am a bit angry for some reason that I can't explain, frustrations probably.
After I sent Yusuf to school..(he was late again!) and Mak to the hospital, I went to jog. I started off late but I didn't care. I followed my usual route, it felt good apart from remembering certain things along the way. Missed him, kind of.
Anyway, let's not dwell on that 'good-for-nothing' memories anymore. Like my ancestors would say: Mengabihkan bogheh yo....!
After that, I went to the bank to sort out somethings, then went to TTDI with Marina to send off the cheque and later to the police station to make yet another report of my 'runaway' maid. Emak called when I was on my way back. Said something about Abah needed dialysis pre-op. So I went to the hospital to clear this matter out.
Instead of catching up on some sleep, I was at the hospital again. Met Dr M again today. I had always been good everytime I see Dr M. So, nampak macam nothing major happened. Honestly, a lot of things has happened Dr M, and he knew. My eyes showed my internal turmoil. I felt a lot better than 2-3 days ago,
I decided that I had to vent out this anguish I have bottled up in my chest, so I decided to go out for dinner with a friend of mine. We went to Delicious and I just came back from there. Food was not bad. I just had no appetite...but I ate because I had not eaten much for a number of days. I wished I had more appetite to enjoy the food. Even the red velvet was a disappointment. But I thank you Lyla... it was good to talk, and yes..I am still in a state of shock everytime I wake up in the morning.
I have to stop now.. my eyes can't take this torture any longer, I had been sleepless almost every nite since Saturday.