Wednesday, February 02, 2005
-The one with the books and the constant flu bug-
Yes. I just cannot seem to get well quickly everytime i get sick. My colleague passed me a flu a few days ago only for me to infect him all over again even after he got well Haha. Wells. im infectious in many ways i presume. The countdown clock has been ringing so loudly these few days i just wish i can rip off the calender and scream in the skies that once again im ready for the ever changing, mysterious cycles that the weather and life itself takes.
Now, Just a few more days of...
...my supervisor
...holding the saliva in my mouth
...spitting at the son of the devil if he pisses me off on the last day
I tell you my supervisor here likes to toy with his workers so much that the only deserving compensation he should have received by now is his wife making a cuckold of him the day after they go married.
Bahh im a wreck now. Haha i have never been shot at so much without shooting back with venom of my own for so long! Its almost ridiculous im not me! But as my friend always said, you just cannot do these when there's money involved. 'Bu Ke Yi Gen Qian Kan Bu Kai!' The worst thing is, he's right. The grouchy me will just have to stay isolated and ignored.
I keep thinking of the fun coming soon and im swooned all over. Im delirious with that tinge of newly claimed gratefulness that at least i learned many new things this time. The one with college friends was another kind, one of the same class with shared ideals and goals, but this one wipes the dust off the eyes that i was born with. Dust that had many common perceptions about people. Sometimes its inviting to know that you are wrong. So that you can simply learn about people all over again. I guess its really true that everybody in this world will have a interesting life experience to share with each other. After all everything we grow to love in this world only started because we learnt about them first.
And of course, the rest of the month would be spent to the company of dear friends, and of course books. I cannot wait. Memories stared at the void in my mind for the whole of january, its really time to add colours to them once more. :)
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