It was indeed a bizarre Wednesday.

I happily started the day slipping into my favourite pair of killer heels.

The morning started with me braving the peak hour traffic, and didn’t reach the intended destination after a call that came in abruptly.

World’s safest driver.

And to top the safety checklist, a JB driver too.

From there, I took a cab as I didn’t want to be late. The short trip costs me $17.

I was just on the dot as I struggled to run on those heels.

And I was giving cute manual work to do, which required me to sit on the office floor in a dress, kneeling, bending over… flipping… and getting dirty…

With many of my colleagues chipping in to help as well. Though I don’t know them well, but they are the nicest bunch when everyone ended up sitting on the floor and completed the task fast fast.

Then we went around 3 floors of offices, doing special delivery.

I had barely 5 minutes to rest the very sore feet(why ah? Why on the day I in that pair of heels?), before my next meeting was up at 12noon.

Meetings after meetings. My boss bought me lunch so we could eat and talk at the same time. By the time my beef brisket rice was finished, it was 2ish.

During our meeting, my hand was sweating darn lot, and the carbon from earlier part of the morning kinda made the dressing a little.. unsightly.

And then I realised… my finger was peeling and a large piece of skin shedded due to the opsite.

I didn’t quite update, but I will blog about it soon. I had my finger cut open, and stitched up again.

Bah. I got frustrated and I tore the entire piece out. Opsite. And the skin, of cos.

 

Free skin peel!

I decided to go without my dressing and I just went on with work without dressing on my wound, and feeling the occasion tug on the stitches. My injure finger’s neighbour had to endure the prick from the stitch though.

I met Gigi for tea! It was the nicest part of the afternoon!

And when I was heading up, I saw my primary school classmate I haven’t met for 15 years! He is a lawyer at a law firm in the same building but I didn’t manage to call out to him.

WT picked me up from work to dress my wound, and then we went for dinner at Raffles City, where I was supposed to meet another primary school classmate(Yaolong) who is back from UK for a short holiday.

When we were at MOS Burger, I bumped into Xuefen, who was also from the same class as Yaolong and the guy I bumped into in the afternoon(strange ah, all of us have cheenah names).

I had asked her to join us for drinks thereafter for a short catchup, and her last memory of me was when I was still teaching!

And to think she was closest to me in primary school.

She kinda reminded me of another close pal from primary school, Meiyi, whom I immediately called and managed to drag her out from home, and joined us for the evening!

What we had, was a small mini-gathering for primary schoolmates(since WT was from the next class anyway and was YL’s tuition classmate and hostel mate), at Insomnia.

Er.. yah, we didn’t suggest the place, YL’s friend did, which essentially made us the minority there.

Meiyi, Yaolong, Weitong, Huiting.

Er, or Mei Yee, Yaw Leng, Wee Thong, Wei Tien. Like seriously, we were confused by the Han Yu Pin Yin-transiting-to-dialect era.

Was pretty tired thus looking half-dead. Didn’t even bother popping in contact lens for the day.

Meiyi, whom I see every single day when I was in primary school since we shared the same school bus, and travelled from the west to Woodlands together, ‘cept on weekends.

When I was 18, YL and MY and I had a gathering… gee.. it is almost 10 years since we all last met together, though I saw both of them only late last year.

A stupid cockroach crawled right behind me. Tsk.

The reason why we all ended up at Insomnia – John!

Gee, I know Mei Yi for good 20 years, and the rest for 16.

And suddenly, I feel old.

And I feel my past catching up on me.

Nothing short of bittersweet.

I think I dozed off as soon as my head touched the bed. Maybe wearing those heels for 17 hours kinda killed me.

It was a series of dreams. I couldn’t quite remember how, but I couldn’t find my reality in them.

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On a sidenote.

X08 is tomorrow.

Will you be there?

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So many things I have yet to blog.

Like, er, Tioman/Dayang.

Minibean.

Last weekend.

The past week.

The finger!!! Dammit.

Even my Moscow trip is becoming stale topic.