I am not suppose to feel sad about Shen being away during our 2nd anni weekends. Meaning to say the the national day weekends. He gonne be away from 8th to 11th. And will only be back on the 12th which is the actual day of our anni. However, when he brought up the issue again.. i cant help but to feel my heart sinking away.

I know tat Shen saw how sad i was. He tried all ways to make me understand... or rather manage to pacify me finally. I shd be understanding becos of his work he got to fly frequently.. And many times.. i can be tat suay tat it can fall on his bday, my bday, hols season and now... 'our' weekends when we can be able to spend it happily wif frens.. But.. =(
Fine i shall stop my whining on tat issue.. Cos dere are ppl who are not as fortunate as i am. especially this gal whose bf passed away while having training in brunei - http://www.memyselfmine.blogspot.com/.
The day which dey make the day a special one to the both of dem only, will jus gonna be a day wif merely memories.
I won be able to understand totally how it feels and how she go thru.. but i cant even imagine the pain... it will be more painful than breaking up. I guess.

sigh.

Since it gonna be my beloved weekends are coming soo here i come wif something funny happened to me on last monday.

Frens who know me well will understand.. making myself paisey is a norm. At time i really dun think is i suay, for at least i feel tat it is part the memories of me being crumsy and funny. But tat doesn't means i am a joke for ppl to luff about.

Imagine i can fell down from the stairs in front of the guy i like while i was in primary sch? Imagine i can hav my whole head into the trash bin while i was learning bicycle down the steep slope. Imagine my skirt can dropped while i got punished by my form teacher infront of the class. (Luckily i wore short den, imagine w/o?? urrrgg~)There are certainly more.. but those are quite personal for me to blog out here. sigh.

Ok. back to monday's incident.
I was at work while courier came. i went out to get the parcel and back to my desk to get a pen for signing of the receipt. My pen dropped, jus when i wanted to pick up my pen...i heard "Pi-char" sound from my skirt. Damn. fuk. shit. how? my skirt torn. Courier waiting for me outside. die die die. Thank god, my colleague came and get her to help me.. as for me.. i cant do anything but to sit at my seat... thinking of solution. My another colleague passed me a shaw.. and i wrapped ard my wraist and fly down to taka G-2000.
Whew~~

Aiyo..... i jus cant imagine why all these kind of incident got to happen to me. DAMN.