Monday, 28 September 2009
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have you ever missed something so very much that it brings tears to your eyes and makes you want to cry? today i miss my old life of once upon just so much. i miss my colleagues i miss my O i miss the place where i laughed till my cheeks hurt the place where i was just so happy the place where my heart is. i miss bumping into my O when i turn round the corners. i miss mr T. i miss hearing my colleague's funny stories my boss' snide remarks my colleague's ridiculous comments i miss having my colleague and i secretly looking at bags online and msn all day about shopping shopping and more shopping. i miss the toilet and the hugeass mirror i miss going to the water cooler for the millionth time happily swinging my bottle the one with the printout of a picture sent by my O i miss sneaky sideway peaks at my O on the way to the photocopier i miss colleagues from the other departments shouting for me from across the office and stuffing candies and chocolates and whatnot into my hands. i miss the corridor where my O used to stare at me while we were walking toward each other and years later it was that same corridor that he smiled at me for the very first time.
i miss movex i miss red files i miss huge dusty stacks of paper i miss the freezing storeroom and the tall ladder i miss the water coolers i miss the vending machines i miss the lift with the mirror i miss my chair all comfy with my penguin cushion i miss my tiny table looking all pink and pretty i miss my three pink calculators i miss my mousepad i miss my white school shoes i miss the awful looking overall i even miss packing i miss my staff card i miss tapping my card i miss the security guard who never fails to say good morning and goodbye and who is always extra nice and smiley i miss the cleaner who has an accent so strong i never hear clearly what she's going on and on about the one who asked if she could take a picture of me the one who calls me sleeping beauty and is always happy to see me whenever i visit. why do the happiest bits of life always have to remain as memories rather than the present? why doesn't happiness last forever?
♥ princessj*<310:00 pm