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Monday, August 11, 2008

i'm so alone.
=(

perhaps everyone opted for a long weekend.
today will be such a boring day.

both wy and mel are not in the office.
oh dear! who is going to have lunch with me today?!
kaoz!

i arrived at 855, thinking that i am the earliest since both newbies are not here at our ulu little island.
by 910, i double-checked the training schedule.
thought the two of them might just be at the CSC @ Buona Vista.
in the end, no user training has been scheduled today at all.
conclusion: most of our team members are claiming their off-in-lieu on this pathetic monday.

i am soooOOO alone!
booo hooo!

...

i want the short getaway with baby!
3rd month! that is a quarter of a year.
why does time passes so slowly?
how did i go through those long periods without realizing how fast time has passed in the past?
is slow good?
how far will this go?

...

i dont know what to do with baby's family anymore.
at times when i'm not with them, the thought of them doesnt bring any displeasure at all.
no more emotional attachments as at now, and perhaps that's why they do not affect me when i'm physically far away.
yet, i get extremely frustrated when i am just about to see them face-to-face.
is it fear?
it it shame?
is it a sense of guilt?
or is it unhappiness which roots from having been accused and criticized?

ps: i'm sorry to learn that you have been weeping through the silent nights. but mind you, i once cried like hell and went through horribly disgusting nights too.

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i am kat.
email: qqkat_tt@yahoo.com


this is cindy, my dearest sis.