People i loved

There were people you loved but had to part.
Because you suddenly find yourselves facing different directions in life

There were people you loved but had to deny
Because you knew it was never meant to be

There were moments when the heart keeps bleeding
And you wonder when they would ever stop

There were moments when nothing was said
But so much was understood

Went Dancing

Met Lilian and her French frens to go chiong. Didn't want to go at first cos i dun have anything nice to wear for going to clubs. i travel very light for last week business trip and my clothes are mostly business wear. But i went anyway, she is the only gal and it's quite dangerous. Somemore she said her angmoh fren's brother is quite cute and wanna introduce to me.

Have not danced for a long time. But boy, this club we went to was quite hip and fun. Wah, i was quite popular leh. There's quite a couple of French guys trying to hit on me. The dancing's really fun. But i think me too conservative cos i get uncomfortable getting too close if i dun know the person well in advance.

The brother's quite cute but clubs are not the place to meet someone serious la and i am not looking for flings.

Lost my Passport in Paris

Checked into the hotel last afternoon to realise that i have lost my passport. Was so worried.... I still had my passport with me when i was waiting for the train at the St Quentin Station. So the passport must have been lost either on the railstation or the metro. Retraced my path to the metro and asked the lady on duty for help. Stupid women. All she can say is sorry, there's nothing i can do. *#$#@. Asked her to help call the main station to check and she can only say "i dun know.....i can;t help you. you have gotta go look for police..."

So i went to look for the police. And they just take my statement at the police station and tell me i can go. So i ask them aren't they gonna ask me for more information like where i last lost sight of my passport etc so that they can help me find my passport. And the clerk just say, you have gotta go and look for your consulate #%$*&@) upon which i ask them for the tel. number and the idiot said, you have gotta check the internet. I tried again and ask him if perhaps he may have the rail station number which i can call myself to check. He said sorry he dun have and i just gotta check the internet myself.

Thus in the end, i went back to my hotel to check the internet for the consultate and main rail station contact number. The service staff i called was really helpful. And gave me both the metro and rail station number i can call directly to check. Luckily someone found my passport and had returned it to the main rail trainstation. I was so so so relieved.

Passed by a beggar inside the metro tunnel. Felt so glad to have found my passport i gave him all the euro coins i have with me.

P/s: While checking the net and calling the train station to check, met a fren on line. Was really glad to meet someone to share my frustrations and anxiety so proceeded to describe what happen only to have my sentence cut off with "okok" after i reveal the railstation just confirm that they have found my passport....You know, okok = stopstop, you dun have to continue...

But i have not even really started...there's no one here and i just wanna share my experience and frustrations mah.

even my good fren is mean to me. this is really not my day.

Dun kick your fren when she is down OK?

思念, 早在离别前开始

A Previous Post

Sometimes, I feel a little lonely

Sometimes, I am so busy I dun have time for my loved ones

Sometimes, I think of people I should let go

Sometimes, my heart will ache

Jean

18^th August 2004. cold and tired and missed the last train and had to walked back to hotel from office.

Meeting Ex for Lunch

Do you believe that there is energy in our thoughts? I suddenly dreamt of my ex today and woke up to find his sms. It was one of those forwarded smses to wish me good morning. We exchanged some messages and he suggested for us to meet for lunch. Wanna pass me the present he had got for me for my birthday.

It was nice meeting him again. He’s still the same and we chatted like old frens…our work, his mom and sisters, my mom and family, friends we both knew, my life in Europe etc. It was like old friends who had not met for a long long time. He still treats me like he used to, buying food for me, asking me if I wanna try his drinks, folding the tissue paper for me….

When he asked if anyone bullied me at work, I suddenly felt like crying. Dunno why, maybe these few days had been feeling blue and things happening at work had not been particularly helpful. But I just smile. I must be strong.

Anyway, the carrot cake at AMK was really nice. I really appreciate the cheap and nice food we have in Singapore!

I think I am quite vain. Cos I have been feeling quite cheerful the whole day after he remarked to me in a sms that I have grown prettier. Heehee.

Moving On

22nd August 2005

去年的今天

我生日的第二天

我与他分手了

想了很久, 才做了那个决定

不是因为他又是有事, 不能为我庆祝

而是, 想了很久, 努力了很久, 累了

事业, 真的那么重要吗, 要那么忙吗?

感情, 真的还在吗?

我, 还存在吗?