today wid was feeling better. i know, and i'm gald.
i know, cos she 'forked' my fruits. i'm glad, cos she went shopping and bought me something she thinks i'll like! :)
reader k | 8/29/2007 11:21:00 PM |
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Tuesday, August 28, 2007
that is life
" ferris wheels don't go anywhere. they go up, they come back down, a roundabout trip that, for some strange reason, most people find pleasant."
papa turned 65 today. he doesn't look a bit more than 55.
i think the many years of drinking stout and smoking kept him looking young. haha.
funny that his birthday is the only birthday we celebrate every year without fail. nel and i stop having birthday celebrations at home since we are in pri school. wonder why so.
this year we did a homely lunch, just us.
the birthday cake i bought for papa. it's his face loh.
8 years ago was the last time i saw this little girl, at my wedding, playing "throw-the-bouquet" at the end of my wedding. this month she came to singapore, totally transformed, going through some of the hard times most teenagers faced. we had so much fun this time she's here. we hope after thie trip, she will get all her will together, to get a fresh start! すべてのベスト !!
not sure what evilness i've stepped on, granted me a cough that lasted like my bond with MOE - endless.
every week i'm back at the doctor's office. he also pitied me. i'd never did have a proper rest really, to fully recover. i was back at work on some of my MCs days, yet they still dock my pay, as if they didn't see me coming back to work when i am still sick. they choose to be blind.
so, the events were done and done. thanks have been given, credits given and received. everyone seems happy. behind all the 'happy' emails, there are a list of 'unhappy' ones, sent only to some people. need to sit down and review, after the ND celebration, after we all smile and say 'happy holidays' to one another, we are going to sit inside an office and review. and before the review, i see emails shooting here and there, self-defence, counter-attack, just-plain-attack.
why?
i no longer believe we are working for the same goal anymore.
exhausted. past 1 month had been crazy: sick, busy, coursework, work, work, work. i spent an average of 13 to 14 hours in school everyday.
every night when i left school, if i'm driving back alone, i'll blast my music and the only song i'd really want to listen to is May Day's 瘋狂世界, especially the chorus portion, where i can scream (trying to squeez out voice of my sore throat):
我好想好想飛 逃離這個 瘋狂世界 那麼多苦 那麼多累 那麼多 莫名的淚水
我好想好想飛 逃離這個 瘋狂的世界 如果是你 發現了我 也別將我挽回
i really should stop eating my cold lunch in the dusty art room.
reader k | 8/05/2007 11:55:00 AM |
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