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Monday, May 31, 2004

MONDAY BLUES

Did almost nothing today at work except travelling here and there. I was supposed to have a meeting at 10am, Pasir Ris. So, I did make my way there. 5 mins away from reaching Pasir Ris, my colleague called to tell me they had changed it last minute to my office!!! Agghh!! And my manager e-mailed me last Friday when I was on half-day and I don't even report at the office on Saturdays. Sigh...so made my way there.

When I was in the cab, my manager sms me that he'll be 25 mins late. He should have informed earlier so that I can get a free ride from him w/o spending $15 on cab fare! So frustrating!

After the meeting, my colleagues and I went to Great World City for site reccee since our event next Mon will be there. Back to office only at 4pm...2hrs of doing unproductive work.

NPCC GATHERING

On Sat(29th May),I was busy preparing for my exam the moment I got back from work. I had promised Weizhen that I would join them if I can finish my studies. Of course, I won't give it a miss cos it's been nearly a yr since we had our last gathering.

I told Alisa I will only be leaving after Maghrib. I finished studying (confident!) by 6.30pm. Yeah!! Juz nice..Alisa and Jiamei will be picking me up. Jiamei drove her lorry dat day.

Met da rest at CCK Park for dinner. The food was not nice...service was terrible! They forgot the orders and confused with the bills. Anyway, after that we went to West Coast Park.

I had told them that I need to leave by 10pm. But hmmm...fat hope! By the time, we tried the "spiderweb" and chit chat it was past 12 midnite. I reached home at 1.30am!!! We had a great time as usual. Xinyi planning to get married already..oh and Liting too. Weizhen and I joked abt it, dat we shd start calling all da guys we noe if any is available next yr!hehe..

SUNDAY

The next day, I kept yawning in Ayie's car on the way to my exam. He tot that I studied all nite! Lol

After the paper (it was alrite by da way..no prob passing), I talked to one of my classmates..a makcik. She actually tot Ayie was my husband..newly-wed or engaged. Moreover, we have diff last names..so,it's not surprising! I was telling Ayie...he's chasing away all potential guys! Kidding...cos most of them eally young..n not my type. either they r too show-off or too kiddish.

Ayie married Kak Kas when he was 25, and Kak Kas was 24. Didnt realise that...no wonder he asked if I'm stressed. They say when women r pass 30, you tend to have complications when conceiving. I have a colleague who married late at 30 and now she's happy with her 2 children and loving husband. She married her husband after knowing him for I think, 6months, only. Itu lah jodoh. Anyway, jodoh di tangan Tuhan. It will come to me at a time when He knows is the best time for me.








naniz @ 8:33:00 PM                                                         

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