I’ve been home alone by myself this weekend whereas I’m suppose to be travelling back to East Malaysia with Lester, my parents and relatives to visit his family there. I know I needed a holiday badly, no matter how short it is, but I just can’t. It seems like it’s my responsibilities whether I like it or not, to continue to work without off days until I am at least confirmed. Sigh, how I wish I can have a short vacation elsewhere by the beach. As of now, I have so many follow-ups and events to ensure that everything runs properly. I’m not complaining, because amidst all the busyness, I know at least I still have a job. I’m living one day at time because all Malaysians and even the rest of the world are now living in a very uncertain time. Perhaps the end is really drawing near.