THE DROP-OUTS TALE – PART 2/3 – POST 98

Published February 7, 2015 by katysoqewl

Okay, back to today… I snuck into bed and switched the lights off.. Apparently Eskom has no power and since that is all my dad ever rants and raves about, I decided to be a little obedient for once in my life.. I switched on my latest episode of Arrow and started watching.. After all it was Saturday night.. I was nearly finish “uprising” and you know the tension that builds up at the end. It is like the climax is at the end and the next one is the continuation.. These people shouldn’t do this to us.. They leave us in so much if suspense, we literally count the days till the next one is out…

Anyway the lights went out… AARGHH !!!! This sucked majorly.. Well that is why you have a backup plan.. Laptop on and after what seemed like ages I was done but I was like NOOO it can’t be finished.. But the plain blue screen popped up and yep it really was done.. Then I was randomly watching my favorite parts from all the different series and I came across the one part in Originals that made me think.. Klaus may be a real sick person but at times he might also say things that make you ponder a lot.. The laptops battery was still half full but my eyes were starting to pain, so I put it of and put my head in the pillow.. I was actually analyzing their whole family politics and how each and everyone if them had made mistakes, but in the end they swore “always and forever” ….

I slept on that note and early Sunday morning as I finished reading my quraan, a habit I was trying to develop, I slipped on my running shoes.. Two jogs around the block and I was back at home.. I showered and pit my pjs back on and jumped into bed.. I had one long sleep and dreamt all my problems through..

That Monday morning as I touched up on my make up and pulled a loose strand of hair that obscured my eyesight, I smiled at the mirror.. Today was going to be different, today I was going to show the world that I am not the same dropout from high school and that i have learned from my mistakes and am not the embarrassed little girl I once was. As I entered the office, I decided to see what the outcome will be if I changed my attitude.. I hurried to get my coffee from the cafe downstairs and passed by Manager Charles office. He didn’t look like he was having a very good Monday morning and already had a frown on his forehead. As I headed down, I picked up mine and picked up his too. I payed for an extra croissant for him and made my way back up. As I knocked in his door, he barked at me to come in.
“Hope you not taking early off again”
He said. I replied in the negative and then he paused a moment, noticing the coffee in my hand..
I placed it on his desk and handed him the extra croissant. He smiled at me and said thanks.. As I turned to leave, he called me back

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– YOUR SISTER IN ISLAM

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