A Long Narrative

I believed that after a long-winded story, there should be some morale of the story to be learnt from. Let me try to recreate this experience again...

So there I was, with my colleagues, drinking beer on a Friday noon. Guess it must have been the heat and the mood I was in, I lost control. I held hands with a married guy and now am starting to have a crush on another married superior (thank god not my immediate one).
Best of all, when I was holding hands with the other, he (supposedly) said, "That's my girl! Why is he holding hands with my girl?"
And I just kissed another girl again.
All the above on the exact same day, in front of my married colleagues, be it guy or girl...

Is it that when one is in the mood, he/she would tend to develop feelings for someone who just show the basic care and concern for him/her? I'm beginning to think it's the case with M.L.

Having hinted that I yearn for relationships, as in the above, then there's the other ugly side to it all.. 2 best friends having problems; 1 family member may be divorcing; and a guy stealing someone else's girlfriend...

Be it within or without of my spheres of control, romantic relationships seem to be the main area of oncern...

Same-old, same-old

What was I thinking yesterday?

Truth be told, I need help.

Another Goodbye

Just heard the news today. Union Bar's closing on the 20th March.
Going to miss this place. Afterall it was also a place where I had friends and fun together.

But as life moves on, there seems to be more 'Goodbyes' to be made. And the bad thing about me is I don't bother to keep in touch with them. It's a horrible thing, given that I have had such wonderful times with them..

The 'D' Word

Divorce. In our Family.

I blame her. It's not his fault. If ever I was lucky enough to marry someone like him, I would feel very fortunate. But it's just a pity that his own immediate family don't seem to treasure him. He's done a lot for them.

Like what I told her, if she were to turn up for the CNY celebrations, I would not even have to stomach to smile at her, let alone greet her.

I feel sad for him. Be strong, Uncle M! We are behind you all the way!