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Building tremour

Wednesday, September 12, 2007


It happened again.
Nadz, another colleague and I were on the floor sorting out documents. And I remarked "Ok I wanna sit on a chair... I feel dizzy".
Someone: "But you were already sitting on the floor what."

Me: "Oh cannot, I'm a bit atas, so must sit on a chair..."


A few seconds later...


Nadz: (panic voice) "EH IS THE BUILDING MOVING?? IT'S MOVING! IT'S MOVING!"


Eh mampos eh, the first thing that ran through my head was, I'm about to die and what was the last thing I do before I die? Stare at APB documents! Knn.


So we all scrambled out of the building, praying for our lives and the safety of the poor Indonesians who got hit with the earthquake. 7.9 on the Richter Scale, I heard. A second one ensued and we abandoned any thoughts of going back to the office. I don't know whether to be happy for the earthquake or not.


I don't want to work at CBD or town area anymore. I can crumble any moment. And even if I managed to survive under the shambles, I have to live on someone else's dead flesh or something! Gasp!


It's interesting what I've heard right about in the office. You'd think, with some sorta degree, they would stand by a set of professional decorum, at least. Hah. Ah, too many hints, too many spies.


On another exciting mode, Farena got married! For a sneak preview of the pictures, here's one:


Picture courtesy of Rai.




the enigma was spotted at 23:36