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I only befriend people who can accept the way I am. Cold yet emotional, complicated yet simple. I can don a thousand masks but I won't in front of those whom are close to my heart. I bake, I cook, I sing, I dance, I'm just any ordinary girl you can find. Drown me with Long Island Tea Without Coke for that's my love. Never try agitating me. I forgive easily but I do not forget. I really dislike people who bitch nonsensical stuff about me to others. You're just jealous, so go get a life or ask your Mom for one again. Oh yes, I'm not picky about food. But I do adore good food. I mean really good ones. I've learnt to live through the worst of life. So don't come preaching me.


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Friday, November 28, 2008

It's my last day here at TKS. As much as I want to get ample rest and fun before I start mugging hardcore again, there's this sour grip on my heart. It's only been months but I already feel attached here.

The people here generally, ain't very nice. I mean, hey, if any of you're reading this, I'm just being really honest here. There's like this separation between the teams here and the disparity is so obvious. I can even say that they are of the two extreme ends. S's team is soooo nice you will fall in love with them. So I kinda envied Suquan & Lurvin who were sooo comfortably working there. Y's team is hectic and hyperactive in a bad way. Once the babbling/ bitching/ nagging/attitude starts, good luck to you. I may not bear grudges nor will I let them have a taste of their own medicine. I'll just prolly go home and start cursing to the max. But I would have to say, that some of them there are quite nice too.

There's this tinge of melancholy in me right now because I really will miss my lawyer. Wrote a Thank You + X'mas card to him and I hope he will like it. He's been more than just a fatherly superior or a friend. I treat him as my mentor and I think no intern will ever forget their first mentor. I've learnt so many things from him, ranging from law, to politics, to economics, to life and even to the way I should handle situations or people in the working environment. He's probably the only person I've talked to the most in this whole firm cos' I'm in the same room as he is and we always have alone time whenever we're at court waiting for our hearings.

I think I'll miss my room and my L-shaped table which I love so much.
I'll miss putting random stuff into my stationery holder and drawers.
Probably, I'll even miss boss's father whom never fails to offer me warm chinese tea in a miniature teacup when I'm freezing in my room. I call him Uncle and he calls me the Water Ghost (shui gui) in the room cos' he claims my hands are so cold like I'm some Water Ghost in the olden days.

All in all, my farewell lunch was superb and I probably ate a whole salmon fish away.
Yeah, the melacholy is still lingering somewhere in me just like the sweet after taste of Uncle's warm miniature cup of chinese tea that I've just drank.