I haven't been drinking much since I came back after CNY. Missing were the days the group of us would go drinking every Saturday after work..it seemed like each had his/her own agenda to attend to..Stepping into Face last night was refreshing. Just us, the normal few. We didn't even remember where the entrance was. Yes, the crowd wasn't fantastic, music's average, drinks were normal and nothing spectacular; but all I could remember was that I felt happy, even if it was for that short while there.

Oh, not to forget I laughed real hard on Saturday morning with my roomie while rushing down to the van 'cos we were so so late and everyone else was waiting for us in the van to go to work. My watch was slow so I thought it was still 0720 but it was actually 0740.. -_-"" It just felt so silly..

George wanted to talk to me today, on a Sunday..But I no longer feel as worried as the previous times when he wanted to do so..it was a good talk nonetheless..we spoke about what we want in life, his experiences in dating and working..

It's the first sunday..and everything more or less felt the same..except of course with a little of difference..actually the fact was that everything feels so different..I would need some time to get used to..the entire week went by in a blur..I often found myself daydreaming or very distracted..am now trying to find some stability..and I.......will be back soon..

And happy birthday to you.