Last day in KL before the flight to Wuhan for the week-long meeting. Can’t say I’m looking forward to getting out of the office this time just because I know it won’t be any better over there. Yup, I’m prepared. Upon landing, I’ll be in battle-mode.
Actually, this would be the second time I’ll be at an event as a representative, so it’ll be quite interesting to see what kinda crap I get into this time. Lol, this reminds me of the last time I was at the Malaysia Open. I left the FOP to grab a bottle of water, and when I tried to re-enter the area, the security guard actually flagged me down and denied me because the “black” access on my accreditation didn’t match the “black” all-access on the accreditation index. Honestly, I didn’t know there was more than one black, ever. Black is a shadow, so if it isn’t black, it isn’t black. And if it is, it is. So, I just gave up on him and entered through another entrance, of which I was warming welcomed with a smile from the security guard. See, some people just don’t like me, even when they don’t know me. But meh, accepted fact.
On another note, I haven’t actually started packing yet. One reason is because if I gave myself too much time, I’ll end up bringing too much. Another reason is because I know for a fact that there will be requests for me to bring this and bring that. So before I start scaling my clothing needs, I gotta see how much space I have in my luggage. Oh, and all those carry-on. Just the best thing ever! (obviously sarcastic if you can’t tell). But luckily, I’m not the last to leave the office this time, so in advance, I feel terrible for the one that is because I know that he’ll be carrying all those “forgotten” things. Oh wells, it’s just one of those reoccurring “bad habits” that no one seems to learn from. Anyway, I’ve refused to be put in panic mode, so I stayed out of the chaos, for now. Let’s pray for a peaceful week in Wuhan.
Time to start packing! Jessy out for now.
Sitting at the eye of the storm, peacefully.