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Thursday, September 22, 2005

Sick...

Kanna attack by some deadly flu bugs suddenly. Was perfectly fine this morning. After I settled down in the office, started to sneeze n sneeze. Felt like dying then. But still, I could still go John Little to shop. Hahaa. Told my colleague, I have this 天生劳碌命 fate. The 1st time I had breakfast out of office and went jalan jalan during office hours, I kanna flu. Can't even 'eat snake' during office hours. hahaaa. Bought a few items during the short trip. After the shopping session, my flu got worse. My colleagues asked me to go and see doc, I told them raining, very troublesome. Kanna scolded. Rain can go shopping but can't see doc. Lol. :p

There goes my spring cleaning session. Told the supervisor to find me lots and lots of boxes for storing stuff, he actually told me he only had those boxes for tissue!!! Siaoz~ Of cos I want those big one lar. Tissue boxes for what? Put pens ah? Siaoz.

He told me I am too rational. Which is y we couldn't be together. A normal conversation can always lead to an argument. I know he has big dreams to achieve. His never-say-die attitude is also one of the love-hate point for me. Too stubborn. Not that I wanted to bruise his ego or pour cold water at him. But I just wanted to let him see from another perspective. I never say he cannot have dreams but not a huge bubbled dream. I just want to let him see the whole pic. I did these becos I care. Even though we are no longer together. I told him I care, I treat him as a good friend n only a good friend will warn him of the danger ahead. I can jolly well tell him go ahead with his goals as it doesn't affect me, maybe I can even take advantage of him in the future. Who knows. In the end, we ended the conversation with him telling me that he never like to tell me about his plans cause I never listen to him. Pot calling kettle black. :p

Always hate people for lying to me. He knows I hate it but still did it. For what reason? I don't know. Trying to hide the truth about himself? Trying to play mystery? Maybe. But don't play with me lor. I mean if I ask you something and you do not wish to tell me, just tell me straight in my face or beat around the bushes if you are trying to play hard to get. I am fine. What I can't stand is, I never ask for it, you r the one who wanna let me know about something, yet you lie about the thing. I mean this is ridiculous wat... Then wat made me even madder was, he still dared to say he had already revealed the truth to me, y am I still so mad about it!!! Hey Hey, I am mad not cause you have let me know the truth but the fact that you lied to me!

Guys nowadays are even harder to understand...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Love is not about two persons gazing at each other. It is about two persons looking ahead together in the same direction.



~ Chatting>
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~ Sleeping
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~ Bullies
~ Overly Ambitious People
~ Egoistic People



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