Whooo... an off day tomorrow...
Went home with quite a few people today... *deep breath* zainal, taufik, nizam and imran, then yushan, irfan and jian wai (they took different buses)... I thought i'd be going home alone today as i was the last of the midshift crew to go home... but turned out that they waited for the next bus cuz there was a long queue for 27... zainal was hilarious pretending to be 'bapok' but i think he has a quaint character... sassy... He can relate to us, the 'younger' generation (forever 18 uncle zainal!!) which is hard for most managers that have left school for so long... *teehee*
Ode to the particular memory...
Words were hardly exchanged
but for formalities sake
My love for you has not changed
but for the fact
that you are not the same
The person i loved
was not so cold
The person i loved
always had a trick
to cheer me up
Your words sliced my heart like a blunt knife... I wanted so much to break down and cry... but i held back the tears... 'tis pride, as usual... I refuse vehemently to admit that i love you... The smiles i smile in front of you hide a broken heart... still beating... beating...
what we could have been, 9/04/2006 01:50:00 AM.