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Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Caffine Overdose

This is a ranting post.

Late night coffee sessions when you have work the next day is killer man!
TCC @ T3 last night with a couple of the colleagues, and the next moment,
I ended up rolling on the bed not able to get to sleep.
When I thought I was the only one?
I walked into office today facing yet another 'zombie', Lorraine.
(Finally I spell her name correctly)
Now we are like... dying cos' of the caffine overdose last night.
Not able to get to sleep, semi-conscious for me...
I remember getting out of bed a couple of times to find my bolster.
Tsk tsk..
Prakash is in a high-stress mode right now, easily irritable.
Phinezzzzzzzz is bored like nothing and I am entertaining her.

& now? We are feeding ourselves with Coffee again...
I am feeling like.. terrible man.

This morning's journey to work was a mood spoiler.
Upon stopping at every station, there was a delay of like 8mins?!
So more and more people board the train, it got very stuffy and warm.
Hate it. I hate people standing super close to me ... strangers especially.

I feel quite bad now, thinking about this lady I saw at the station earlier.
She was puking into a plastic bag.
She was looking super pale.
I didnt go forward to ask if she needs any help.
Tsk, why?
I have no excuse saying that I was rushing for work, or was it?
Or was I afraid of the smell or whatsoever?
Thinking back, right now I feel damn bad for not going up to her.

What a random entry with my random morning.
I walked at a super high speed, almost running to the office this morning.
Thinking about part of our topic last night ... old times fashion.
Haha, sharp combs, filler fringer, M shape hair.. what else?
Bandana, and hairbands with a net?
It's quite hilarious.
Pager was hot.

I am really feeling crappy at work.
Super sleepy.
The booming sound from the aircon aint helping.
I feel like puking....

I need a good sleep tonight.
I hope it would rain tonight...
(: that would be nice.

Till then.