WAHAHHAA
Ok I’m happy. More like the wine kicked in because my friend made me drink it fast. But it sure was fun not having to drive and the music blasting and we were singing away like mad men. It was more than fun, it was ecstatic. And those damn white balls! I made them go to heaven one by one, literally LOL. They flew and disappeared into the night, too far for the eyes to catch. HAHAH
I’m really insane now. So fucking insane lol.
I’m slightly dazed and confused today, so much so I can’t really put my finger to whether it was the 3 full day meetings or because I was being blown off course by my friend. No, I shall not even leave a single trace of a letter of her name. But being wiser, I guess it’s not cloud 9 that’s turning my ship from land. I’m supposing it’s the extremely long biography I was writing to my friend on msn which had left me in a very, very nostalgic mood.
Anyway, in some sort of a celebration, I wrote a short little poem which mimes my past 3 days and at the same time, mimes the thoughts in my head. It’s in my stories blog here.
Tonight, I swear, those little white balls are not going to escape from the metal I shall put through their face.
Oh fuck. My warning system came up this afternoon. I was on alert red and my heart was racing and I was trying to keep my mind under control this afternoon. I might get fucked up again like 3 weeks back. So I took charge and tied them down. Thankfully I didn’t have much of a mentality left due to the 3rd full day meeting, information overload, and my mind just went blank.
I’m calm again. I knew it was a risk chatting with my friend, but it’s fun despite the danger lol.
Lucky bastards.
So I had dinner in the end with my department. In retrospect, I am glad it did happen. Changes are in place, things are moving. It’s not something good and it might not bode well for me, but I’m glad at least I know it. I’m glad that even if it happens, I’m young and it would be bloody good experience. I don’t really think too much of stability nowadays; stability is the mother of complacency.
But, like I said, I’m an information sponge. I’d like to know everything no matter how fucked it might be. It’s good to know things I guess. I don’t deny it’s affecting me a little, but I’m also glad I can keep up the attitude, and now I’m bracing myself for it.
Early night tonight. Amazing.
(I realised I didn’t say what the thing was, but it’s along the lines of under-utilisation, cost cutting, retrenchment or re-posting)
