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Friday, February 02, 2007


In the end, I went with my manager, and another lawyer.
Kinda pity them though. I think it was supposed to be an all-male affair but they had to drag me along. Not only that, they treated me to nasi lemak and coke, PLUS a ride to Kallang Stadium and another ride to Yan's studio after that.
I felt so liberated Wednesday night!
Aku maki-hamun tak agak-agak punya lah... I shamelessly screamed along with the other spectators after the mandatory tet tet tet tet tet tet tet tet tet! Aku rasa seperti ala-ala anak menyut. (FYI, anak metropilitan and Hanyut = menyut). Hurhur.
Wah tapi the match was so controversial. Sungguh happening nyaaarr~ Aku SuKA marah-marah referee eventhough I know he can't hear me.
Abeh mat-mat menyut sitting behind us say things like "EH REFEREE BALIK KAMPONG AH MAKAN CHAPPATTI!!" Cheyydebah mat. Konon-konon bagus ah tu pasal kan rhyme referee and chappatti. Hurhur.
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I have taken to playing Solitaire to zone out. It's very effective. I don't have to think. Solitaire keeps me from thinking, which is good because when I think, I get very uptight and tense. And it shows.
I think those who are close to me know that I am an open book.
I cannot pretend to be cheery when I'm not. I cannot pretend to make small talk when I have a lump in my throat.
I think you know that I have always avoided talking about work. Some principles of mine, because I think it's not professional to blog about work. I have refrained from it, no matter how angry I am.
But I think now, I can't hold it in any longer.
But I'm not about to do just that here.
That means.
I might just close this one and start a new one. And it shall only be read by a selected few. Kira-kirakan, macam exclusive gitu ah. Cheyba haha.
Thanks Yan for letting me cry yesterday when we were out. I hope it didn't ruin your time.
I have been putting this off. But I think it's time to move on.



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