I know that this world isn't always the safest place. I wanted to write this down, because we could die tomorrow; And you will never know, just how much you meant to me.

November 16, 2007

Quiet Night

i keep getting the feeling that any moment now, just any moment, i would hear the familiar sound of Daddy taking his sandals off while holding on to the door, asking us to open the door.

Dear God, are you looking after Daddy? please do. I miss him loads you know.. loads.

-

these few days, bad lengthy dreams haunted me. the other day i dreamt of Dad, in his red shorts, there in the funeral, walking about and talking to us as normal. we could see and talk to him, joke with him, like.. he was still there and here, alive. it was such a saddening dream, but at least, in the dream, i saw him joked and laughed. at least, none of us were crying. and last night, i dream that a cousin of mine kept drinking and drinking. hmm, strange dreams yes? Dad, i’m still waiting for you to appear in my dreams, hold my hand, and talk to me. Dad.. ?

-

went to school today to catch up with the mp project. except for some teeny problem of some guys using our PCs, everything went pretty smoothly. some progress, so yay. i’ll be back tomorrow before work to touch up somemore though! workwork, suckss. i cant wait to say ciao! to my mp supervisors. maybe i should start doing a countdown for the days till i graduate. but then, on the otherhand, what if (what if only, choyyy) i cant graduate because i flunk something? choychoychoy.

-

i’m really amazed at myself on how well i can control my emotions in front of some people. in their hearts, they must be thinking:’why is she acting so fine and well?’

ha, if only they knew.

-

the other day, this guy was sitting behind me during lecture. he accidently dropped his pen and he called my name with the ‘line’ prounounced all wrong (roll eyes here), and say he couldnt remember the proper way to call and asked me to pick up his pen for him. so i looked down, and stared while my friend picked it up. and then this conversation started behind me, between the dimwit guy and his girl friend in loud whispers:

girl: you know her?
guy: yeah. (pauses)
guy: she sells lingerie, you know at the shop in tm.
girl: ohhhh, that one!

after i heard what he said, i found it annoying and interesting at the same time that it occurs him to put in the ’she sells lingerie" sentence. does that makes the fact that he knows me more laughable and entertaining? hey, she sells lingerie lehhhhhhhhh.

and, i forgot to add that, ever since he notices that i work at LS, he had came down twice, once with a guy friend in tow, to walk one round around the shop. may i add that i dont know you at all?

ha ha, very funny (insert his name, which i forgot), my job might seem like a joke to be passed around and shared but it’s still a decent job, stupid.