::..Friday, May 02, 2003..::
Where�s everybody? I arrived with only Peck Wan in the office. Abang Zul came later and was kinda surprised to see me. �You�re not having a day off like everyone else?� Okay� I certainly knew that I would be the only �unofficial staff� there� today. The managers were all either away for training or expanding their holiday till Sunday.
Haslam is leaving the company! Wow, definitely a big relief to those at the IS Dept. I do pity him in a way. You see, people in here don�t really fond of him as he has some kinda attitude problem. He tends to look down on others capabilities. Not that I had problems with him, just that I heard a lot of complaints regarding his attitude. I absolutely sure there was a lot of �Aaaah, thank you God!� when the news spread. Nik was damn delighted about it. She actually thought I made up the news. All the best to you Haslam! (Not that he�s going to read this, anyways.)
Mid Valley for lunch. Again?! Aaargh�! Most of the stalls were closed at Mutiara and that left us with only MV on the list. Bangsar would be very congested with cars for Friday prayer and BSC was dead boring� unless on Saturdays.
I actually learnt something about reading other peoples� intimate secrets. Not about the dark secrets and stuff. They were more like �your body parts could reveal you� and OTHERS about your private things�. Spooky but true. Some guys could actually know about your sex drive by staring at your palm. One of my mates actually allowed a guy to read her palm! And darn! I still couldn�t dig her secret about her sex drive! Okay, let me share with you some of the stuffs I discovered from my lunch mate and some of them could be a lil disturbing:
2. You could know a guy�s dick size just by looking at his toe. The bigger it is� the bigger the� erm� missile is. Heheheh�so girls, lets go scan now!
3. The gap between your eyelids can tell you about the gap between your boobs. The cheeks are actually being depicted as the boobs. Herm� naaaaaw� don�t think so!
There are a few others but I�ll just keep it to myself. Hehehehe�
Zalee called me up just now. Boy it�s been centuries since we last chatted. I missed my fave show for that and I wasn�t going to miss another one. He did ask me out for a coffee and like usual, I gave the same ol� excuses. Sometimes I do feel sorry for him but once I disgust a person, it�s hard for me to make it normal again. Somehow, I think I�ll consider about his invitation because I�ve already turned him down for quite a number of times. Yeah, maybe I�ll give him a chance to �woo� me back. Besides, I had a nice chat just now. Hopefully this self-willingness of wanting to going out with him won�t be another temporary one. Call me cruel but I cant help myself. Why abuse yourself when you could simply avoid it?
Talented girls in writing were the front page of today�s Youth Quake. Then I suddenly remembered of my schooling times where composing fictions was what I loved to do and my favorite time was during the exams. My eyes would focus on the list of the essay titles, searching for the question that required me to create a fiction, more like a short story. At that moment, ideas would flood my brain and once I wrote the first word, I would go on and on and on. The passion was overwhelming and worthy. Amongst all, the satisfaction I attained was the best part of all. But now, seems like my sense of words arrangement and construction is getting rusty. Have I lost my touch? Maybe someday, I�ll trigger myself to write again�
Why do I feel very sleepy today?
samedi, mai 03, 2003
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