Everything, was taken for granted.
The things i do in work, my break time, the people..
I get to see or do them everyday.
Suddenly,
those people you used to see, isnt there anymore.
Suddenly,
there were these new faces staring back at me.
Strangers at work.
Changes.


Yesterday, Maryann and Annes cried.
Their eyes were red while walking back to ops room for the last time.
Seeing them like this.. isnt what i wanted.
I too and the rest wasnt feeling good.
I hurry myself and pack my stuffs.
Gave them a hug and left.
Cause i'm afraid i'd cry too if i stay any longer.
I see myself in them..
And i've got a preview of what i'll be like when my 3 months are up.

Braving up..
Mary was joking and bitching about the new girls and company a while ago.
She even said, to walk with chest up proud to show the company its their loss for not wanting them.
But still, couldnt hold back the tears.
Afterall, human beings are supposed to be emotional.

This morning, i took my time to do my stuffs.
Visited Wuzun's blog.
And i realised how much he valued his fans.
I thought he was faking it..
Regretted for not passing him a letter of mine.
Should have spent the time writing it than following him around..

I've thought of becoming an artiste before.
But when i see others who are so much more passionate about that,
It appears that i'm merely imaginating, or even hallocinating.
He may not have the time with his family,
but he gets to travel all round the world.
That's why i'm here in tourism..
In the mean time, shall treat him as touring on my behalf then.
Trying all the food and meeting new people..

All the best to whatever you do.

Everything, was taken for granted.
The things i do in work, my break time, the people..
I get to see or do them everyday.
Suddenly,
those people you used to see, isnt there anymore.
Suddenly,
there were these new faces staring back at me.
Strangers at work.
Changes.


Yesterday, Maryann and Annes cried.
Their eyes were red while walking back to ops room for the last time.
Seeing them like this.. isnt what i wanted.
I too and the rest wasnt feeling good.
I hurry myself and pack my stuffs.
Gave them a hug and left.
Cause i'm afraid i'd cry too if i stay any longer.
I see myself in them..
And i've got a preview of what i'll be like when my 3 months are up.

Braving up..
Mary was joking and bitching about the new girls and company a while ago.
She even said, to walk with chest up proud to show the company its their loss for not wanting them.
But still, couldnt hold back the tears.
Afterall, human beings are supposed to be emotional.

This morning, i took my time to do my stuffs.
Visited Wuzun's blog.
And i realised how much he valued his fans.
I thought he was faking it..
Regretted for not passing him a letter of mine.
Should have spent the time writing it than following him around..

I've thought of becoming an artiste before.
But when i see others who are so much more passionate about that,
It appears that i'm merely imaginating, or even hallocinating.
He may not have the time with his family,
but he gets to travel all round the world.
That's why i'm here in tourism..
In the mean time, shall treat him as touring on my behalf then.
Trying all the food and meeting new people..

All the best to whatever you do.

Jean L
26 sept 1987