Thursday, May 22, 2008
The Lucky Man's Day (con't)
red.
anw father started his "new strategy" (in order to cushion the departure of 3rd sis & me) tat's juz sounds like 'a poem of theory yet joke of practical'
"u guys can say out ur suggestion de. we wun put u down one." (i was like, haha. true. but u didnt raise us up too. always "we monitor. we shall see etc." sianZed)
was "scolded awakened" by the new MY colleague. she said "how come u so bad de. nv invite (2nd sis) to come along kbox" i knew 2nd sis wun go de. dun wanna waste effort. she con't "aiyo, still muz ask mah. if not u imagine urself being deserted by us la"
haha. dumbfound. thou this 做人的道理 has already being taught by uncle lee. perhaps becos of this 1 asshole who kept betraying my trust on his attendance. so much so tat i forsaken this polite act.
guilt filled my heart. even furthermore in mrt i actually realised i lost my bold in standing up and giving up my seat. i really dun feel gd. luckily another new colleague she stood up, thus i followed her and stood up. but i'm no longer the caring person i known myself.
the only guy in the kbox rm. 1st sis was astonished "how old exactly r u?"
P.S: tmr. last. final. the end. i will hold back my tears tightly to the back of my eyelids.
reflected at 11:44:00 PM
From a Boy to Man
Once a Marist, always an Officer
