In a year, everything could happen; changes will always occur. We couldn't tell what is going to happen and we have no choice but go with the flow.
Life is simply like that.
Not everything you slept with last night have a guarantee to be with you the next morning you wake up.
That's the reality we have to accept; whether we like it or not, that's the reality.
"You're so uptight, Jia. You should loosen up," Hansel said after handing me a cup of coffee. Black coffee, my favorite.
"I have deadlines to attend to Hans." I simply answered, shaking my head.
Hans is my best friend. He was the only person who picked me up when I was a total mess and broken into pieces. He helped me stand, while those people who call their selves my friends left me in the time where I needed them most.
"You were always chasing on your deadlines, when we both know for a fact that there's no deadlines to chase," he said on a matter of fact tone. I rolled my eyes. "You are always ahead of your deadlines; you can’t fool me. You can't reason that out to me anymore." He added.
I sighed.
"You know how demanding my work is, Hans. One mistake could lead me to a complicated situation, and you know how much I hated that," I reasoned still.
I'm a marketing manager in a manufacturing company and we manufacture different kinds of bags of different brands, it was a made to order from a foreign buyer. And from them, our products are going to market in different countries all over Asia, America and even Europe. So, I have to pay close attention to the production of each products, because one mistake, even small, could always lead us to delay of production.
"Your work doesn't demand anything more than as you already are, Jia. It was only you who always thinks that you need to prove anything to anyone when in fact, no one is questioning your validity… reason why you always get hurt," he whispered his last words but it clearly came to me.
I stared at him; a bit disappointed to hear that from him.
He was at again stepping out of his limits.
He sighed upon seeing my expression. "What I am trying to say is, have a break, Jia. You should loosen up and go on a vacation," He said.
"I don't have time," I answered stubbornly.
He shook his head. "Yes, you do have," he insists, taking out a vacation slip from my desk’s drawer and filling it out with my name.
“Hans!” I called him, trying to snatch the slip. "I'm busy, Hans," I insist as well, still trying to stop him from completing the form.
"Stop being stubborn, Jianna. It was only you that thinks you are busy," he said.
"Hansel, please…"I pleaded.
But he took a deep breath. I know where this is going.
"How long are you going to make your life miserable? You have been stuck at that phase, Jianna. It has been a year. Move on," He then blurted.
I stood from my seat. "Enough, Hansel." I said, composing myself to stay calm; trying really hard not to explode.
"You tell that to yourself," he breathed.
"You don't know anything," I said but he just smirked.
"I'll talk to Mikael. I'll ask him for a vacation leave," he pulled off of his seat. He left my office and I saw him going straight to the office of our CEO from the glass door of my office. And with that, I was set on a vacation leave.
And it was the middle of the week, just where the fuck I'll go?
