Saturday, July 31, 2010

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I am such a hardworking martyr. When I worked OT last Friday, it was with the understanding that I’ll get a day off today. I thus can’t comprehend why I am typing this on the office PC yet again.

The scary thing is that I’m almost used to getting abused already. I was bullied by schoolmates from pre-primary till uni. I was bullied by sadistic sergeants in CAT. So I guess it’s no surprise that I’m desensitized to getting bullied by my colleagues.

“I’m surprised you haven’t tried jumping off a building or something,” commented an old friend over dinner the other day. “If I were you I probably would.” He said that almost nonchalantly before taking a bite of her sushi.

“I value life above everything else ok?”, I retorted after wolfing down my katsudon. “My mum spent long months carrying me in her tummy, I can’t do that kind of thing to her!”

“Whatever,” said he after taking a sip of the green tea, “Besides, you’ll probably fail miserably and make a fool out of yourself if you did try jumping.”


I have no idea why I am still friends with College Drop-out Friend.

With Love,
Autumn Girl

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Monday Morning

Today was a nice day. I woke up as early as 7am because i have to attend a meeting about the scholarship. It’s been a long time since i woke up this early and went outside. The morning sunlight that hits my cheeks was a bit warm and the breeze that gently brushes my hair was a bit cool. It was a tender feeling to start a new day.

I wonder since when did i appreciate mornings. I guess you only come to take account of the simple things when you have forgotten about them, and then they suddenly hit you. As if telling you that they were right there all along. You just don’t look.