On a dark cloudy day. He wrote :
Misi: siapkan keje smpi sume org puas ati. Tido kat uma.
Alasan: kerje dgn ikhlas.
Jumpe rahmat petang nih: buat kebal je. Yg penting buat muke mcm besungguh2 je. Kesian sikit. Mesti die tadek idea nak ckp ape dah.
Result: wihuuu~
That night I left the office at 12am.
I felt tired to the bone, unhappy, unappreciated, ultimate low.
Thanks for picking me up from work and letting me know you're there.




