It's back blogging once more.

Work has been so hectic that the pathetic 8 hours are just not enough! I have been doing overtime like almost, everyday. Imagine that. SO much so, at times I still got to bring my work back home and it has got to drive me reeally crazy. Whatever it is, I have already tendered my resignation letter and leaving on the 10th! Haha, wwant to ask if I've found another job on standby? The answer is, no.

Haha

Up and down, on and off. I guess relationship has found its way out of my life since I am living pretty well now, even though we're still together. I reckon I just want to have a peaceful life myselk, with noone to account to and noone to bicker with.

Tired out.

It's been this long, that I almost my password to the site but well, my passwords are generally recycled so it really wasn't that tough though.

Yeap, it was a climax. Been and back from Changi Airport just moments ago and loads of feelings are gushing inside of me. While waiting for the plane to take off, my mind was filled with everything that I wanted to say but now, it seems like it has all gone.

With a blink of an eye, yes, 4 months just past like that without leaving any traces. From probably more than half a year ago when we got back "together", I was definitely looking forward to his return in June, as what he told me. And next thing I know, he changed it to May.

Months past quickly and without much information, I assumed his flight on a mid-May since it was supposedly in June and I could have some time for myself to get my rotten face/complexion fixed and guess what, he just came back to Singapore without a notice! It certainly caught me by surprise when I was in my office.


These few months, no doubt the happiest, but also the most torturing ones. Complicated stuffs happened between the 2 of us and another one. Triangle love, in short. Things blew up and cooled down, up and down. conflicts and arguments, really so traumatizing.

Being this cruel, I only got to know his flight was today, yesterday night. How unfair was that! I got up like 5am, hitched a ride from his parents and him and we set off for the airport. Accompanied him with the checking in of luggages and also breakfast. Walked abit in the airport and he got me a big Squirrel toy from Mini Toons, though wasn't "picked" by him from the arcade or whatever, I am still happy that at the very last minute, he still wanted me to smile.

He left, his parents left.

I walked all the way in as far as I could to see him and waited all the way till the information provided on the information board reads from "Gate Closing", to "Gate Closed" and lastly, "Departed" before I was willing to leave the airport.


Thanks for bringing me to places where I've never been to in Singapore yet and thanks for always giving me the best food and bringing me to the best places. Thanks for making me the host when it was you who bought me bottles and bottles of alcohols while clubbing, thanks for calling me always, and thanks for always being there. Swallowing my attitude and seeing me cry for someone else, and not you.




Thanks YS.

It's just another Friday that is approaching and seriously, I have no idea what am I going to do tomorrow. People will just go, of course I'll be heading down the clubs, what's new.

Haha

To my amazement, the mood just ain't there and I know I am bound to hate clubbing tomorrow. What a rare scene isn't it? Lol. Everything's been pretty quietened down and I am at ease, at least.

:)

Weeks and weeks.
Day and days.

Lotsa things happened and one thing for sure, those aint any good stuffs. I touched my conscience and asked myself, have I really been giving those true smiles.

Sometimes, I just think I am living in delusions of myself.
:)

I recalled how we first started knowing each other. I recalled how I used to grumble to my friends that I have no idea why you dont send me home even after being together with me at all. I recalled how I would always hang "breaking up" by my lips just cause I was feeling insecure or weary from attachments. And I even remembered, how you've always comforted me with your words, never bushed from it.

And now.

I am too fked up and I am too screwed up. I have always declined "invitations" for clubbing on Wednesdays despite being a retarded Ladies Night cause I have to work the next day.

It is a pity though, but I have never thought that things would turn out so bad that I turned to clubbing on Wednesday even though I had only 4 hours of sleep with 9 hours of work.

I am seriously drained and dad is seriously bewildered by what have I been up to lately. It's silly yes, but I dont know what else.

I had fun even though I had much difficulty trying to juggle between 3 groups of friends. Nevertheless, it eased me when I started seeing my own friends. Here's an apology if I hadn't been with you people for the entire night.





Sorry

Rebel rocks, for now.





:)