If you think I could finally heave a sigh of relief after the event draws to a close, you are terribly wrong.

Comex 2007 has been an exceptionally emotional one for me, and I am just glad it is finally over.

Of course, where do I go from here? Have I been doing it right?

It is ironic that circumstances have proven me wrong on so many instances throughout this show.

What was expected tend to take the opposite turn, and when we had put our hearts and souls into one to make sure things go on smoothly and that it took all our priorities(we really did have so much confident about it), and took the other more lightly(perhaps because the not so well received feedbacks prior to the show kinda made us back off for a little), the end results differed on such great scales.

The irony.

When the people-cum-welfare person, and the make-client-happy-and-money-minded person took on different roles this time round,  and we both learnt new things.

The irony.

He should be well-prepared to take flight on his own pretty soon with his PR skills having such immense improvements(Mr Unpopular has became Mr Popular! Gee! The irony!). Hahahaha.

Of course, the occasional emotions set in…

And who can forget the jitters and nerves I always get prior to shows?

The sleepless nights.

My hands shook for the entire day on Friday.

And who can forget how bad I am with people, that I just wanna shy away whenever I could take the chance to. My esteem still doesn’t work fine.

Tears. I saw her tears.

Tears.

I needed a talk, and the himbo listened as I teared.

I didn’t need his matter-of-fact justification that are usually laced icy-toned. Factual. Practical. Emotionless.

Makeupcannotrun. His shirt was conveniently my tissue.

He was babysitting 7 girls at a go.  Me, the biggest baby of all.

I want out.

I am tired.

I slept for long. I woke up. I slept again.

Things aren’t looking rosy.

I worried about my main job.

I worried about my daughter.

I worried.

I didn’t enjoy the event as much as I usually would with everything boggling my mind.

But thanks to the new people I met, new friends I made, new things I learnt, new side of me I discovered… that I found things and people that significantly changed all that, which brought laughters, fun, and joy.

Thanks, you girlies.  You actually make me feel superbly old.

Thank you, Brian. Yes, no matter how or where this partnership is going, thanks. You did a wonderful job. Though you really have to tone down your fakeness. It could be sniffed miles away!!!! Now get going and be prepared for the next show.

SBB. Thanks for er.. the relaxtion and ready hugs when the show took such a toil on me, and he dropped by 2 days to give me good loving. Heh.

Roy, Rusell and Wenmei, for giving us such a chance. I have no way of judging how successful/unsuccessful it was, but the opportunity, is one that is truly well appreciated.

Now, I have my house to worry about, and I shall go get it sorted with Marshall helping out with the works and such.

And yes, the pictures, I will blog about the happenings soon enough.