So, i had a bad start off after the weekend break from work. Woke up in the morning, had my bath and got myself ready for work, stepped out of the house and grabbed my shoes, wore my shoes and went down the stairs and fell and sprained my ankle. Yes, ouch. I heard my ankle cracked. Like literally cracked. I crawled up thr stairs to sit on a chair outside my house. Rested and thought about how i could've wasted my $60 a day. I stood up, able to walk but slowly.

But before this incident, I already had a screwed up morning. This just made my bad mood worse.

I was getting myself ready for work, touching up some make up on my face. Then my husband asked, "Did you buy his milk powder yesterday?" "Yes." "How much money have you got left now?" "About $20?" "How come left with $20 only?" "Well the diapers is already $17.65 milk powder is $56." "Waaa, so rich already."

So, is it a good or a bad thing to my my baby's stuff with money? Because this is the first time i bought one. We usually steal them because we can't afford to buy one. But when it comes to cats, wow.

Great, I'm on my way home from work now. I was having a great day, a great flawless day, until my husband called and complaining why i am taking so long to be at jurong east. I was finding for the bloody ass toilet which direct me to 40m more at level 1 until at the end of the mall. When i asked around, they said it was at basement 1. and why does this train smells of shit/fart?! Wadafukkkkkkk.

Sigh, my day was filled with fun and hard work. But it all ends up with a slap and more scoldings. :'C

I woke up very early this morning. Thinking maybe I've gained the good mood and confidence to start my day at work willfully. Had my bath, made breakfast and prepared husband's lunchbox. I got myself ready and head out to coffeeshop as husband wants to buy breakfast for me. And then he asked me about why I blocked him in whatsapp. Yes, I did blocked him, just for the reason that I don't want him to see my last seen or when i'm online, because he's gonna think differently but i lied to him at first, thinking maybe if i'd told him the truth i would be dead. But i guess lying was the shortcut to positive death. Haha, yeah.

He didnt allow me to head to work. And from there we had our personal problem. Everything went fine after 0740, and i was already late for work. Now, i'm in the bus on my way to work, 0818. *Sigh* So much for heading positively to work. :/