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He came back only to walk out again 15 minutes later.
I was mildly annoyed when he went out. He’d be back soon he promised. When exhaustion got the better of me and I opted to stay home instead of going to see the National Day fireworks, I didn’t expect him to come back and head [...]

I’m annoyed. There are so many drafts residing in the server that it really irks me.
I should be at East Coast right now. But it would mean I’m the only one not cycling and what should I do while waiting for the rest to cycle to Changi and back? Besides, they were meeting at 9.30am! [...]

He took his flight this morning.
I feel strange. Disoriented.
He left a note in his room and told me only before he went on board. It took loads of restrain not to rush back immediately to read what he wrote. I was dying of curiousity by the end of the day.
Being in the room feels odd [...]

My dad caught me at the wrong time.
Two hours ago, he gave me something to draft and said I must finish it by tonight. But my brain isn’t working!
Ho hum.
Must finish this by hook or by crook. Sigh.
It’s never easy to work for family, they like to bring work home.

“You look different. Did you do something to your hair?”
It’s been four days at work and people are still somewhat fascinated with my hair. I mean it’s rather obvious, what was once curly is now straight. How obvious must it get?
But I understand their fascination. Despite the rebonding, my hair looks like it has slight [...]

One of his parents found my chemise. I hope it’s his mum.
Of all nighties, it had to be the sheer risque one! Wait… all of my nighties are risque! Hrmm.
And I’ve been wondering where it went. It was lying on the floor under the couch all along! Must be one of those nights of passion.
This [...]

How times flies.
I remember how my cynic self was charmed by this message from a stranger on Friendster. This person who was at work on a Sunday because he had to cover the Olympics that was on-going.
As a rule I don’t usually respond to messages from strangers. But we traded messages, this stranger and I. [...]

“Auntie, this is my girlfriend” he said grinning before adding “She is my wife, Elizabeth.”
The groom’s mother did a double take as did I.
“Girlfriend or wife? Make up your mind!” she said asked whilst we shook hands and he stood at the side embarassed.
“Errr… both. Same thing.”
We attended his friend’s ROM reception last night at [...]