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Monday, June 11, 2007

this morning, just seconds before my alarms goes off,
i woke up with something on my mind.
bad.
"Today's journey aint going to be smooth, there's hurdles to cross"
my alarm goes off right after that thought.

I went to work, thinking the rough journey for the start of my day might be the weather.
doesnt looked good, gonna rain.
but no, it didnt.
I went on to work.
i'm pretty free at that moment.
was talking to my colleague until his handphone rang.
that's when i decide to leave him alone and went online.
minutes later, he said "meeting, urgent, park"
My response was "can i go? i've havent got much to do here"
The reaction i got back was " " and a smile, then the buggy left in a haste.
damn it, forget it.

but the worse was, i found out the meeting wasnt urgent enough for him to rush off like that.
neither should i get that kind of response from him.
he kept sth away from me.
for my good or not, i'm still not sure.
and i doubt i'm going to find out.
humph.
bad start.

next, that boy kept blaming himself that he brought me trouble, if i hadnt knew him, nth of such would happened.
"silly" was my reply.
the blame game would never stop like that.
I told him, why not i blame myself if u said that.
i could say "why did i choose to work here of all places?"
thinking thru, he said, ok. i've got "ink" (mo shui/or sth like knowledge)
diao.
but what's done cant be undone.
i'm still pretty unhappy abt this matter.
there're others, but i havent start pursuing the problem.

one step at a time, xstitchx.
it's alright to play such game at work.
politic, big deal. you'll overcome them in a lil while.
now, prepare for the next fight tmr.
there's more to go, girl.
cheer up.

I wished, Momo

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