"I threw my life away,
for ONE happy day."
-Faith-
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I have no idea why I keep having headaches. Maybe it's a sign. A sign that forecasts doom. NO, not death, just doom. It's different. Like similar and identical. They are different.
Headaches are okay. They are after all, quite normal. It is however rather annoying if it starts bugging you at the start of the day. If let's say, it only clings onto you for four to five hours, then perhaps it is forgivable, but it just has this irritating habit of hanging onto me for a whole day! It's like, once it finds me, it will not leave me till the next day. How nice - to be loved by one of the most dreadful thing on earth, headaches. Horray for me. I can't believe my exceptional good luck.
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On the day before Valentine's day, it was like any other day, except that she was going out after work! Considering the fact that she has not gone out since... well, since, January 11th if she's not wrong, it was a rather mean feat! Finally! Out into the world once again! After weeks and weeks of being isolated in that small little world of hers, it was like taking in a breath of fresh air. Atlas, all is not always what it seems. Trouble started even before the day really began.
Her head pounded as she got out of bed and she could not help but moan. It's seriously annoying. That headache of hers must be retarded or something.
"WE ARE NOT MEANT TO BE!" she cried out silently to her brain that felt half dead if not all. She felt like screaming at something that exists but yet isn't a tangible substance. Silly, but true. Resigned, she decided not to let such a small ailment keep her mood down. She was determined to be happy happy happy!
Work went as usual, although it was worse than the day before. However, this time, she has the end of the day to look forward to. It was definitely a rather effective morale booster. By 7 pm sharp, she quickly shut down her computer and hurriedly packed up. But then, oh no! She forgot to tell her boss that she wanted to take leave this Friday! Drats! Quickly, she and another girl went towards the boss room and tentatively knocked on the door.
Well, it went better than she imagined. Her boss merely smiled and said, "Sure, but you'll have to inform the HR department first."
Just as they were leaving the room, her mentor called out to her.
"Clara! Your phone is ringing!"
Quickly, she rushed to her phone. It must be one of her friends, she thought happily.
"Hello?"
"Clara! Where are you now?"
"Huh? I'm still in the office!"
"WHAT?! Quickly come down now! Can you take bus? Is there 36?"
"Huh.. er er, I'm not really sure. How 'bout I call you back once I reach the bus stop?"
"Okay okay.. Quickly!"
With that, she slid her phone back and after saying good bye to her colleagues, she and another girl left the office together.
At the bus stop, the wind was blowing like a typhoon as usual. It's so strong that you can actually feel yourself being lifted, but of course in actual fact, you're not light enough to be lifted. Still, you'll feel that tug. Without hesitation, she took out her phone and dialed her friend's number.
"Hello? The bus stop here only has 8, 65, 66, 154..."
"Huh?! Why the buses there weird weird one?"
"How am I supposed to know?" she replied, laughing at her friend's bewilderedness.
"Oh man, Clara, you're like in the middle of nowhere."
"Huh? Are you sure.."
In the background, she could hear her friends argueing with each other over giving her the best advice on how to get to the destination in the shortest time possible. It was really comical.
"Ask Clara to take a taxi!" came a voice in the distant.
She could not help but smile. It takes a no brainer to guess who said that.
"I'm not rich okay!" came the reply. They all laughed at the other end.
"What's the nearest bus-stop?" Her friend asked.
"Erm.. I think 8 goes to Toa Payoh. It's quite near I think."
"Yeah. It takes a short cut there. Hmm.. I think you take to Toa Payoh then take a train down."
"Okay okay.. See you guys later then!"
Phew! After a conversation that wasn't all that long since it lasted for only 5 mintues, but yet seemed really long because she was rushing for time, she was anxious for the bus to arrive. YET! Of all times, the bus has to be late at that time. Yeah, you know how buses are always late when you need to use them? Maybe it's just her. However soon enough she was running in Marina. Seriously, every couple was like holding hands, taking their own sweet time as they strolled like a pair of tortoise in Citylink, yet there she was, running past them like a wind, like a misfit in a lovey dovey environment.
Finally, finally, finally. She reached the restaurant.
"Clara! How come you're like working in a place that's in the middle of nowhere?!" was the first thing her friend said to her.
She laughed.
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It's really weird how someone can always call me at the right time, yet someone can always call me when it's inconvenient for me to talk.
It's really weird how someone always knows when to sms me, yet someone can always sms at times which are just ordinary.
It's really weird. I can't fanthom why.
Nearly all the time, when I'm finally brave enough to step out, I get slapped in the face again and again. Perhaps I should just withdraw from this world. I don't like getting slapped anymore.
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"The door opens,
for ONE happy day."
-Faith-
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I have no idea why I keep having headaches. Maybe it's a sign. A sign that forecasts doom. NO, not death, just doom. It's different. Like similar and identical. They are different.
Headaches are okay. They are after all, quite normal. It is however rather annoying if it starts bugging you at the start of the day. If let's say, it only clings onto you for four to five hours, then perhaps it is forgivable, but it just has this irritating habit of hanging onto me for a whole day! It's like, once it finds me, it will not leave me till the next day. How nice - to be loved by one of the most dreadful thing on earth, headaches. Horray for me. I can't believe my exceptional good luck.
---------------
On the day before Valentine's day, it was like any other day, except that she was going out after work! Considering the fact that she has not gone out since... well, since, January 11th if she's not wrong, it was a rather mean feat! Finally! Out into the world once again! After weeks and weeks of being isolated in that small little world of hers, it was like taking in a breath of fresh air. Atlas, all is not always what it seems. Trouble started even before the day really began.
Her head pounded as she got out of bed and she could not help but moan. It's seriously annoying. That headache of hers must be retarded or something.
"WE ARE NOT MEANT TO BE!" she cried out silently to her brain that felt half dead if not all. She felt like screaming at something that exists but yet isn't a tangible substance. Silly, but true. Resigned, she decided not to let such a small ailment keep her mood down. She was determined to be happy happy happy!
Work went as usual, although it was worse than the day before. However, this time, she has the end of the day to look forward to. It was definitely a rather effective morale booster. By 7 pm sharp, she quickly shut down her computer and hurriedly packed up. But then, oh no! She forgot to tell her boss that she wanted to take leave this Friday! Drats! Quickly, she and another girl went towards the boss room and tentatively knocked on the door.
Well, it went better than she imagined. Her boss merely smiled and said, "Sure, but you'll have to inform the HR department first."
Just as they were leaving the room, her mentor called out to her.
"Clara! Your phone is ringing!"
Quickly, she rushed to her phone. It must be one of her friends, she thought happily.
"Hello?"
"Clara! Where are you now?"
"Huh? I'm still in the office!"
"WHAT?! Quickly come down now! Can you take bus? Is there 36?"
"Huh.. er er, I'm not really sure. How 'bout I call you back once I reach the bus stop?"
"Okay okay.. Quickly!"
With that, she slid her phone back and after saying good bye to her colleagues, she and another girl left the office together.
At the bus stop, the wind was blowing like a typhoon as usual. It's so strong that you can actually feel yourself being lifted, but of course in actual fact, you're not light enough to be lifted. Still, you'll feel that tug. Without hesitation, she took out her phone and dialed her friend's number.
"Hello? The bus stop here only has 8, 65, 66, 154..."
"Huh?! Why the buses there weird weird one?"
"How am I supposed to know?" she replied, laughing at her friend's bewilderedness.
"Oh man, Clara, you're like in the middle of nowhere."
"Huh? Are you sure.."
In the background, she could hear her friends argueing with each other over giving her the best advice on how to get to the destination in the shortest time possible. It was really comical.
"Ask Clara to take a taxi!" came a voice in the distant.
She could not help but smile. It takes a no brainer to guess who said that.
"I'm not rich okay!" came the reply. They all laughed at the other end.
"What's the nearest bus-stop?" Her friend asked.
"Erm.. I think 8 goes to Toa Payoh. It's quite near I think."
"Yeah. It takes a short cut there. Hmm.. I think you take to Toa Payoh then take a train down."
"Okay okay.. See you guys later then!"
Phew! After a conversation that wasn't all that long since it lasted for only 5 mintues, but yet seemed really long because she was rushing for time, she was anxious for the bus to arrive. YET! Of all times, the bus has to be late at that time. Yeah, you know how buses are always late when you need to use them? Maybe it's just her. However soon enough she was running in Marina. Seriously, every couple was like holding hands, taking their own sweet time as they strolled like a pair of tortoise in Citylink, yet there she was, running past them like a wind, like a misfit in a lovey dovey environment.
Finally, finally, finally. She reached the restaurant.
"Clara! How come you're like working in a place that's in the middle of nowhere?!" was the first thing her friend said to her.
She laughed.
---------------
It's really weird how someone can always call me at the right time, yet someone can always call me when it's inconvenient for me to talk.
It's really weird how someone always knows when to sms me, yet someone can always sms at times which are just ordinary.
It's really weird. I can't fanthom why.
Nearly all the time, when I'm finally brave enough to step out, I get slapped in the face again and again. Perhaps I should just withdraw from this world. I don't like getting slapped anymore.
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"The door opens,
but only on special days.
Once you miss it, well, you'll just have to wait for the next special day.
It could be tomorrow, it could be the week after.
It could take months, or it could even take a year."
-Faith-
Once you miss it, well, you'll just have to wait for the next special day.
It could be tomorrow, it could be the week after.
It could take months, or it could even take a year."
-Faith-
The stars twinkled on Faith @ 11:00 PM::
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