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"But no matter how Jen tried to focus on the numbers, she couldn't keep herself on-task today. Finally she turned away from the screen and dialed the cordless phone ( Read more... )

Years ago, when I was young, silly, and very much in love with the idea of being in love, I was really cheesy. I gushed and swooned about everything and nothing when I could jolly well state things more matter-of-factly. Time has passed, years have fluttered by, and I'd like to think that I've grown up rather significantly to become what I'm now. I ( Read more... )

I know Wy's been busy occupying herself with my blog archives these days. She reads, feels for me, feels bad that she cannot be this and that, gets upset with herself, then get me frustrated. I get frustrated because I don't get why she wants to dig out my past to 'understand me better' because I really think she's just trying to fix something that ( Read more... )

I used to be fearless. Really, I was. You could read me like an open book and I'd tell you to go and fuck a spider if I had to. I never hid thoughts nor minced words. Then people learnt their way around me and hit where it hurt the most and I learnt to build walls. Somehow, I lost a little more of myself each time I built an additional layer of ( Read more... )

"I spend 23 hours a day wondering whether we’re wrong for each other, wondering whether we’ve got the energy that we need to get through everything that we seem to get into, whether the baggage we both bring would sink a small ship. But in the 24th hour, I realize I’ve been thinking about her for 23 hours and I come back to there’s something about ( Read more... )

Y:
Hi Beryl, student DMX applys PGD (Post Graduate Diploma) for 2010 September intake! Here is his materials. *Tif unclear file attached*

Me:
Hi Y, the student's application form is unclear. Please resend.

Y:
Hi Beryl, the attachment is DMX's application form. *Corrupted tif file attached*

Me:
Hi Y, please resend. Your file is corrupted.

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'What?' she snapped testily as she held the cigarette between her fingers, close to her lips, and inhaled deeply. She then exhaled and a trail of smoke curled around her, forming random shapes before deciding to disappear altogether. He just stared at her while she bent her pretty head with furrowed brows, pretending to examine her perfectly ( Read more... )

I think I should carry on with my bike lessons just for the challenge of it. You think ?

"I may not be her first, her last, or her only. She has cared about someone else before me, and possibly will again. But she cares for me now and that's all that matters. I don't expect her to be perfect because I know I'm flawed as well and she may not think of me every second and I may not be the centre of her universe, but she has given me a ( Read more... )