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View from 30th

November 19th, 2008 by admin

Was focusing on a presentation when the entire boardroom was startled by a low, loud growl.

All of us peeked out of the massive window, into the KL skies, and realised we had missed the hues of grey closing in on us.

The storm was closing in.

A veil of white had already consumed part of the view not to far away. Blurred, dull, misty…

I couldn’t help but keep staring out of the window, wondering when will the storm swallow this part up as well.

There is some kind of surrealism.

Then it hit where I was.

The rain splattered onto the windows, yet not at full force.

It trickled… and trickled. And trickled.

Hypnotically so.

Then, until the window was so battered that my vision was blurred… and I could no longer see clearly what was outside.

***

It isn’t PMS. It isn’t the hormones.

It is just the emotions I cannot handle anymore.

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OG Episode 2

November 19th, 2008 by admin

Office geek just found me on messenger and messaged me.

Gasp. Hiccup.

OG [1:26 PM]: harlow

Aunty [1:26 PM]: Hi…

OG [1:27 PM]: yesterday i cant recognize you , cos i’m stunned that you’re pretty

Aunty [1:29 PM]: oh hi, that was you. I didn’t know your name

OG [1:30 PM]: oh ya , this is my name , does it sound nice ?

Aunty [1:30 PM]: yah, much better than my gender-confusing one

OG [1:31 PM]: =/

 maybe u can get ay english name

 how about i think abt one for u ?

Aunty [1:33 PM]: haha i wonder what u can come up with

OG [1:33 PM]: hmmmm … let me brain storm a bit

 emmmm … i’ll let u know laterZ

 i’ll find one cute cute sweet nameZ

Aunty [1:34 PM]: ………… cute doesnt suit me!

OG [1:36 PM]: ……..
 
 sweet ?

Aunty [1:36 PM]: er…also doesnt..

OG [1:37 PM]: ……………. why wor

Cough. Giggles.

I was having a meeting at Petronas tower when he messaged me. I tried hard not to burst out giggling wor.

And when I didn’t reply, he typed: ”I almost wanted to ask if you got a bf”

I very shy wor. So I never replyZ.

When I didn’t.

He followed up again with “i almost wanted to ask if you got a bf , see if i have any hope anot “Seriously baby, you have no idea what you are getting into. WorZ.

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0130

November 19th, 2008 by admin

I thought of her and I went to sleep with my eyes moist last night.

I don’t remember what time it was, but I know I was tired, PMS-sy, and extremely, extremely drained.

Then, it was deja vu all over again.

I have too much pride to break down and cry.

But the crack between wanting to, and not allowing myself to, was one that was closing in too much, that it had forced a few sniffles to fall through.

And I nearly wanted to burst out laughing in exasperation at my predicament.

I fell asleep. I did.

I woke up seeing this message, which had came in after I fell asleep, that brought too much of a heartache.

“If you’re still up, please call, she is screaming for you.”

She rarely screams for me.

Sorry sweetheart, Mummy is not there when you wanted, not needed, me most.

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