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Wednesday, March 12, 2008
我看见,真看见, 这些熟悉的画面.
当我说你曾笑我想太远.
我看见, 才看见, 永远永远都很远.
当你说很抱歉....

说好谁都不回头, 我真的就不再回头.
让你偶尔问起我, 听说我再没有哭过.
一个人, 向前走, 走到约好的以后.
能这样就够, 你真的幸福, 我知道就足够.

Friday, March 07, 2008
What a sucky dae... Ok it may seems everydae is sucky, but todae really is. Been really tired these daes, so I must sincerely thank the young boy who woke me up when the train stopped at Boon Lay just now. Everyone was gone, and he woke me up. What happened to the person siting beside me, opposite me, or still see me sleeping soundly away. Really thanks. Otherwise I may end up back in Tampines again.

Boss have to do it again. Move me to a sinking ship again. Ask me to step out of my comfort home and clear shit again. Say its for my own good. I wonder.... I feel like leaving. That I am not wanted. Since they dun need me in my current team, lets go to some bank who needs me in their team, who are willing to pay me so much more. And when I am vexed bout this, E.T. has to come bother me with a stupid question, just because she want to be in Annie's good books. Everything Annie say she want to do blindly. When she don't even want to do, when we cannot even do it in the first place. So pissed off. I am glad its the new 8. Never never going to make it 9!

Wednesday, March 05, 2008
I was reading the papers that day and I came across an article, people nowadays are talking much lesser to each other. It cites an example of a couple taking the train together, the entire journey not talking to each other. I do observe some couples hearing their own MP3, sometimes others play their own PSP while the girl read magazine. People do not have much to talk to each other, less in common. Gone are the days where couples have so much to tell each other, grow old together and watch the sunset in the porch.
Which brings me to another point, sometimes I wonder if I talk too much in office. So much so I might be labelled as NATO(No action, talk only). Haha I hope not. But I think I am one of the person who talks the most, that I admit. But I need to talk. If every other single minute is about working, I will either die of boredom or stress. Work or not work, we are all humans. And as humans, we need to communicate. I remember that there were days where there were no one to talk to, and I felt like those old folks home old man, staring at the computer like counting down to the endless tomorrows. Goodness, eternal silence is a torture. I guess the other group of people who do not talk, living in their own world, oblivious to whats happening around them, must hate us so much. But sometimes I wonder are they really like that, for somethings they do hear. Pretending to do your work and yet secretly listening is so scary. I do not want to venture further into whats on their mind. Just like they say who is more scary, the barking dog or the silent one. The enemy in the open, or the terrorist in the dark. Haha imagination runs wild. Anyway even if they do talk, I would like to liken it to a group of people I know call "conversation stoppers". I remember during my varsities day, there were people who would jump into a conversation, then full stop. No one could continue. Or there was this forum where many many people leave their comments, then full-stop man has to come and then that's it. Its just weird. I guess its just the different wave length in thinking. Weird questions I cannot answer, I am being faulted to give one single word answer. Yes blame me, but thank god I am on the side of majority. Thank god not only me. I think I am just being mean.
Which brings down to one important question. Having one person down there at the dinner table not talking, not laughing and not eating.... Will it be weird? 7 or 8? I really don't know....

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