Music: None Mood: lazy, obviously
people sleeping, I hoi gong.
7 out of 11 of us reported to work today. How lovely~
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Friday, January 23, 2009
The End??
Music: None Mood: Insane
I must be crazy.
First it was a tiny stupid incident, then there was accumulation of tiny stupid incidents, so it adds up to LOTS of tiny stupid incidents. When tiny stupid incidents come together, it erupts. It spills over both person, leaving both parties harmed.
There will always be one person who cleans up the mess after the volcano erupts, and then life moves on again. BUT, if one party decides to pour more sulfur, then it's the end.
It felt like the end. 4 n a half yrs, how much I have gained n learnt n changed.
It's incredible how some ppl can end things with a mere text message. I couldn't believe it's happening now. You couldn't see emotions from words,it might not be the correct translation by yourself and the other half, which always snowballs into terrible endings. That's y I went practically insane after the confessions, from Your written emails. Not even from a phone call.
CONFESSIONS. Suddenly sounded like evil to me. Confessions are bad enough face to face. Confessions via email KILLS. I never knew I can break down at work. Tears streamed down from my eyes like water pipe. I thought crying your eyes out in the bathroom cubicle is only something from the movies. I feel like Shit.
Suddenly I don't know whether to trust any of your words now. I feel like an innocent idiot who stood up for You all the time when ppl disapproves how I was being treated.
'I trust him,' I always replied.
Screw that la. Trust your head ah. Ppl treat you like shit nia still trust ppl like a little puppy.
Yet i'm still convinced that we can work things out again.
As I said, I must be crazy.
I must be crazy.
First it was a tiny stupid incident, then there was accumulation of tiny stupid incidents, so it adds up to LOTS of tiny stupid incidents. When tiny stupid incidents come together, it erupts. It spills over both person, leaving both parties harmed.
There will always be one person who cleans up the mess after the volcano erupts, and then life moves on again. BUT, if one party decides to pour more sulfur, then it's the end.
It felt like the end. 4 n a half yrs, how much I have gained n learnt n changed.
It's incredible how some ppl can end things with a mere text message. I couldn't believe it's happening now. You couldn't see emotions from words,it might not be the correct translation by yourself and the other half, which always snowballs into terrible endings. That's y I went practically insane after the confessions, from Your written emails. Not even from a phone call.
CONFESSIONS. Suddenly sounded like evil to me. Confessions are bad enough face to face. Confessions via email KILLS. I never knew I can break down at work. Tears streamed down from my eyes like water pipe. I thought crying your eyes out in the bathroom cubicle is only something from the movies. I feel like Shit.
Suddenly I don't know whether to trust any of your words now. I feel like an innocent idiot who stood up for You all the time when ppl disapproves how I was being treated.
'I trust him,' I always replied.
Screw that la. Trust your head ah. Ppl treat you like shit nia still trust ppl like a little puppy.
Yet i'm still convinced that we can work things out again.
As I said, I must be crazy.
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