It has been 2 weeks plus since THE night. The Sheng Siong night.
And then it came back to haunt again, sending shudders, after shudders.
And then, hey, the fear is still there, and I am still frightened. Clammy fingers as I type…
I don’t know what I am more afraid of.
Maybe of what is ahead.
Or maybe of what I had gotten myself into.
I see the smiles I couldn’t match, I shook hands without comprehending, I watched faces I couldn’t read, I halted words I couldn’t speak.
Slow down people, what are you guys talking about? Oh. I see. Uhm, hmm, uh… then the words faded away. You know, the same ol’ same ol’, easily dealt with with a simple raise of the corners of the mouth, and a nod.
I tried asking for help to decipher the surreal 2 weeks plus I survived, but then my chowchow snubbed me as it was more interested in being drooled on.
Eh? Oh, like that ah?
Okay then.
Done deal.
Girl, I love your tatt.
It says best.
And this too, shall pass.
ok bah.. haha.. think i would like your job better.. haha:)
I’m at Suntec City:)
My job? I just got car sick from traveling this morning. and i am getting old, more suited for something in the office from the sun, rain and storm haha.
i need a colleague! I am the only girl around!! Roar!
wah. so lucky hehehehe i think that is a good thing
my male colleague called me a cougar yesterday but there are no young chaps in the office
LOL. They are terrorising me with marriage horror stories..
I perpetually have a *look of horror* stamped on my face. Tsk tsk.
I have to stuck with blissful marriage stories. I don’t know which is more of a horror to me
We should trade places a for a day to decide! hahax*
But the same ol’ same ol’ cos all are married men tsk tsk. unless u tell me ur colleagues all handsome single guys