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title: V
date: Wednesday, September 10, 2008

[ V ]

I'm not feeling vexed, but Victory~
I got the 'temp' position.
I totally unexpected that would be me. That doesnt mean my fellow colleague under perform.

From my previous post, I think that i will not be the one. Kept thinking abt papa used to tell me "爸爸,给你胆。" & des' encouragement. On Monday, I heard some gd new that out of 3 ppl, 2 nominated me. Which makes me worse actually, coz i really don wan to disappoint them. The presentation keep on postpone till today. I did fine for my presentation but didnt pin high hopes on it.

Anyway im happy =) feeling a lil sense of achievement. That's also means I will face more ppl (esp those difficult ones) like the fizzy fuzzy Donald & nasty contractors! muz work hard, either i sink or i swim!

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Goin for steamboat with des & his colleages =) my breakfast-lunch-dinner =(

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title: 100 days
date: Sunday, September 07, 2008

[100 days]

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Helped Mama to get the stuff for Papa's prayers and folded the gold igots. I believe Papa is in Heaven but I still fold the igots, each fold is my thot abt him. Sometimes I wonder what Papa is doing, is he watching us over the clouds? Will he know that when we are thinking of him? It's so hard to get over him, especially I'm feeling down & dis-moralise at the moment. Besides Des, Papa is the other man where I can speak to him abt my feelings.

When I'm working during the late nights at home, I will look at my bedroom door where he used to stand & remind me to sleep early, or switch off my lights when i dozed off.

. . .

Anyway i was told to do a presentation & report and compete with my fellow colleague for the 'acting' mangerial position. It's a temp position thou but I would like to give it a try, even if I fail, I will learn from this rare opportnity.

But I alr lost half the battle coz most who knows gives me the answer that it will not be me. Pls dont think that they are 'bad guys' but they are being honest with me. I just feel upset yet I still need to do my best for my presentation for the alr lost battle. Which makes me even feel that it's just to show the decision for this temp position is 'fair'. Complex feeling to describe it. Im a lil glad when Des spoken something diff to me. still building confident & trust in him.

Back to work on my presentation. Wishing good luck is not allowed for this post.

ps. Sorry aisyah & vivien for not going dinner & not replying your smses promptly. Missya both.

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title: Broken
date: Thursday, September 04, 2008

[BROKEN]

I want to write about the happy moments that i spent with my colleagues, the swiss girls & des over the weeks. But I was too heart-broken to do so at the moment.

He sent a bouquet of 30 roses to my office on Tuesday & also came with a pity looking cat. The bouquet named Donna Dolce denotes 'Sweet Woman' in Italian. We watched "WALL-E". How sweet it is. . .

- Far East Flora narrates.
"Words cannot begin to describe her alluring femininity. Her hypnotic charm renders you speechless. With these delicate pink & lilac roses, express adulation for your Donna Dolce, which denotes sweet woman in Italian. We're sure you won't be lost for words when she plants a tender kiss on your forehead after receiving this enchanting bouquet."


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- In my opinion
"Words cannot begin to describe my anger. Your flirting charm anguish me speechless. With these delicate pink & lilac roses, express your apology to me. Yet, you still be lost for words when i plant a sweet slap on your cheek."



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To Darl,
I'm seriously hurt, so i decide to pen it down that this is the last straw. I'm not wearing our wedding ring till the day, I could trust you again then put it on for me.

30 Sep 2008 will be our 4th year anniversary, which I'm so looking forward to it before that. Thinking back for the past one year, our relationship has been a lil rocky on & off, we neglected each other due to other commitments we need to accomplish. We did tried to make the relationship sweet again but it still fail when I found out you hid things from me throughout this year.

You are still the man that I ever want, but do not hurt me any further.

Perhaps the trip to visit my grandma at Penang. M'sia in Oct will do us good.

Nothing seems colourful at the moment.


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FYI
He did not do anything seriously wrong but I do not want to wait for really something big to happen then to save this r/s. I just want to pen it down as this is my blog. Tangz Q in advance for your concern abt me but pls do not write/make any harsh comment about him or even confront him.

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