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For some reason, the first day of my full-time job wasn't a happy affair for me.

Why ain't I happily bouncing to work and anticipating meeting new colleagues?

The trip to work on the MRT was also irritatingly long and irritatingly packed. 40 mins in advance wasn't enough for me to travel to work and I was late... Duh.

I'm starting to hate my bag. It takes me forever to dig out my EZ-link card. I even thought that I lost it on my way to work today. Thought of listening to my mp3 player to lighten my tensed mood, but I couldn't DIG it of my damn bag. As the crowd moved in the train, I gave up because I figured that I'll probably reach home by the time I dig it of the "hole".

I was actually quite excited that I'm going to the Mediacorp studios to support JY in his competition again after work - the only thing to look forward in the day. However, not due to the fault of anybody, Lau pa got held up at work and his friend prolly decided not to go too. Thought of getting my sister to go, but she had a meeting. Not fair for her to drop the meeting just because I wanna get someone to go with me. Ended up, I didn't go. I just don't want to go alone. It just feels so damn weird if I go alone. Here, I can only silently wish JY luck.

Came back and took the lift up to my home. I stepped in the lift, followed by another 3 people. After I pressed my lift number, nobody moved for like 3-5 seconds.. Looks like they are just waiting for me to ask them "Which floor?" and me to press the lift for them. I admit that I wasn't in the best of my mood, so don't expect me to press the lift for you. At the end of the strange pause came the pressing of lift movement.

*Sighs* I know I'm evil. Yes, I am.

I can only blast JJ's music and seek consolation to sooth away the rawness in my heart now. Come to think of it, how nice if I can really hear that nice voice..

*Sighs* I'm just a worthless dreamer.

Just leave me alone.

Monday, July 04, 2005
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