It's a holiday, but it's raining! *sheessh* Good in a way though..the weather had been terrible these days! Thank goodness there's such thing as AIR CON! *heh*


Well the long waited event is nearing, and I can't wait to get myself to office everytme! Crazy to you ya, but I guess I love what I'm doing. It gives me the satisfaction. Tiring of 'cos, but when I reach the end point and look back, I know all the late nights and effort is worth it, especially when I'm not the only one who make the whole thing happen.


I've been grateful of what I have now - loving family, caring colleagues, comfy working environment. I think I should be grateful to him. If not for him, I doubt I would be who I am now. Went out with my sister yesterday, there was a Prudential road show at Orchard MRT station. Suddenly at the corner of my eye I saw a familiar face. When I took a second look at her, I remember - his passing phase. The one who came in between us, the silly girl who fell for him. She looked tired. I don't think she saw me, maybe she didn't even recognise me ya? I don't look the same anymore, plus we only met a couple of times.


Somehow the sight of her gave me a tingling feeling. There is still fear, pain, though not as terrible as it used to be. I hope I've been moving on.. There is still some hatred for her, yet I pity her. She was also a victim in his selfish plot. I wanted to go up and greet her actually, but don't think she'll remember me. Does she even want to recall that memory? Hmm..maybe not. But I hope she is fine. If there is a chance, I hope to befriend her again, as "her friend", and not as "his ex-gf".


I hope to love without being hurt eventually. But when I do get hurt eventually, does it mean that what I expected to happen didn't turn out the way I wanted? Is it actually that I got hurt from loving too much, or is it that I got hurt from expecting too much? Dear Lord, enlightenment please..



-Ping'er-