Friday, October 09, 2009
Today was the best day of my job, partly was cos its friday

the best part was cos of i had $7 for practically sitting around doin nothing, loads of people took leave today, thus the office is empty, leaving 3 including me, furthermore my mentor left for the bank for 1hrs 30min, leaving me with no job to do... so all i had to do was to pretend i was busy, flipping through past files with my eyes laying on my phone...

On the MRT back, i witness a scene of humanity's disgrace as the few seconds before the door shut closses, isolating both sides, an old uncle tried his luck to squeeze past the door followed by two ladies most likely in their mid twenties were closely behind, when the doors start to shut tight, the old man struggled to stop in his tracks and somehow managed to right infront of the door but the lady behind him was also rushing, thus to stop herself, she awkwardly and inconsiderately pushed the uncle, causing him to squeeze through the door, stuck involunteery between the two doors, yet thankfully to another man inside the mrt pulling him in and shouting at the girls and the advance technology of sensors, the man was freed in mini seconds, in those split seconds, the other lady quickly pulled the other lady back, preventing her from lurching foward right into the door hard....

through this incident, another proof of selfishness in the most inhumane way possible, for the benefit of our own, we step on others unforgivingly.. Yet this isn't an excuse for every mistake, its prolly the same reason with fate, as it is always easy to drop matters with nonchalent ways and excuses such as, "Oh, all human are selfish" and "Regardless of what we do, fate has it for us."
These unplanned reactions are inexcusable and sadly reflections of ourselves, or at least I see



K wilted at 8:17 PM

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Withered
Slowly it turns so dull
beautiful in other ways
unvibrant and of significance
a mark of endings
a point of no return,

Facing the pressuring wind
bring tears within a blink
as tormenting as it can be
the petals and leave shall free.

The abnormalties to live
without those whom you watch leave
the losing strength
and the fading friends
so unreal, so afraid
no more will to create
wither and disintegrate to wait

the clocks spins around
unforgivingly seeping energy
weak and feeble came and found
to the last few attempts to jest
smiling when leaves hadn't left
cold and bitter wind mocking
snaps to the present of withering
yellows away in sorrow
knowing theres no more tomorrow...
For it'll wither and withered

Escapes
-Jackie
-JJ
-LiMin
-Kimberly
-Carol
-Shirly
-XinYi
-SuEn
-Izzuddin
-Sarah
-Shareena
-Sibani
-Act 3
-PCSS DRAMA