doh.

Tired. My poor fingers. They’re tired too. Stained with ink, flipping trough 260 pages. No more, no less. Again and again. Checking and counting, counting and checking. All i can hear all around – Fingers busily bouncing off the keyboards, clicking sounds of ‘mice’. And so that’s how it’s like, being under the roofs of a humble old building of Sarawak Press.

Yes, it was yet another visit to the printing company. Along with Pn. Loo right after my papers, skipping lunch, to The Place. -.-

Good news : nil

Bad news :
1. Spelling errors. [still a plenty]

2. No coloured dividers!!!!! [yes i know, its not the first time mentioning it, and mind you, i hoped and prayed and hoped till the very end. nope, santa didn't come by, he assured me that i was a good girl tho. xD]

3. Missing photos here and there. [means there is more work.]

4. Mistake in quotation. [2 of the coloured adverts weren't allocated in the quotations. Gotta eat up my colour page some more. great.]

5. Just found out Joshua and elz’s poem isn’t in. Pn Loo took it out. Sheeeeeez!!!! I can’t feel more guilty about it. Forgive me lah guys.. T.T

5. Cannot be finalised for the final draft anytime before Raya. And the graphic girl wont be back until next Friday. doh. ish. means, final draft = AFTER RAyA!!! [ as if things can't get any worse????]

6. Magazines are not to be distributed anytime before the LASTTTT week of school. G-r-r-reat.

and oh, couldn’t make it to meet up with val they all. I’m soooouuu sorry guys!!!! [and June, i know you'd forgive me eh? =p] nevermind, nevermind, I know y’all will understand, no? =) and thanks for the ticket, sorry it gotta go to the trash.

Anyway, here’s a lovely picture for you all, [untuk menebus dosa, haehae] :

Friendship needs no words…

Lollipop friend.

Val told me that day : 你放得很干脆哦..

Wull, did I ? Perhaps yah.. We’re talking again aren’t we?

But there is something I have to make straight about. No, I never had feelings for him.

It was like giving a child a lollipop, then grab it away from the child, leaving the child breaking into tears, then bawling.

He would never comprehend. Why was it taken away? Why was it that it needed to be taken away? If he really can’t have it, why was it given to him in the first place? Maybe he would just let go if he was given an explanation, but no. He was left with many questions bombarding him.

The child was broken. Even broken when the child saw his little sister happily holding the lollipop instead. Why can’t he have it when his sister can?

She was smiling. He wanted the lollipop.
Looking at her brilliant smile, he thought, did he really wanted and demanded for a lollipop so badly in the first place? No. So in the end, he decided he would not take the smile away from his sister. It was sure nice to have a lollipop but he figured he could live without it.

And I was like the child. So, did i have feelings for him? Like the lollipop, I can’t deny that certain part of me do look up to him that made me initially thought that I liked him. But no, I’ve thought about it and I’m sure. He was someone who made me feel great about myself. He was someone who made me feel that I’m treasured. He was someone who made me constantly remind myself that I’m surrounded with friends who love and care for me in my darkest moments.

I just couldn’t bear losing a close friend. It was the fear of losing someone.

non-existence?

Eric messaged me. with all his wonderful motivational words. Aww…..how sweet of him.. I mean, seriously, he’s the ultimate BUSY-MAN. In comparison to him, I’m this small lil bug almost next to nothing. It’s like, huge shrek and.. er.. dust? ya, dust. hahaha. Yet, he still took the time to stop by and care for me in his intervals of his lil quaver rests of his busy melody.

Realisation strikes:

1. I still have friends around who care about me a lot. [thank you dudes and dudesses!!]
2. I still do EXIST in people’s life. :)