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you know, i've been tied up to the neck recently. i've felt so constricted and suffocated.
everything's routine, project piles (and not done yet), untouched chapters for my finals, totally untouched homework,
sleep was nearly out of the equation of 24 hours.
reached home at 9 plus yesterday, played some games and slept at 2.30
woke up at 6.30, rushed with my preparation and quickly met up with Stan before we headed off for work.
job was, quite routine. and downright tiring, the inadequate sleep really killed my enthusiasm. thank god I still managed to entertain them. (but my legs were aching like nobody's business)
ended at 5.30, arranged to meet with Yumi and Jes (they were working as well) and headed to Changi to meet Shizu for her farewell POPEYES dinner. (Yeah! Popeyes!)
I... stayed quite for quite some time. I have this, nagging worry that I'll cry if I joined in their conversation, I tried to stone at somewhere or something. Randomly singing songs out loud (one of the rare occasions you'll see me doing that), talking more nonsense than usual. Then finally, Shizu's bidding farewell. I barely talked anyway, and then she left.
In the midst of talking (for the farewell video), I cried. Well, not cry cry, but like, manly tears. LOL.
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Coming to a conclusion. I realised that, despite the three years that I've known Shizu, and the fact that I seldomly had or struck a conversation with her, Shizu is an important friend to me.
That, and I'm bad at farewells. Call me emotional/sensitive/weak, but I seem to 'tear' easily when placed in such situations.
And well, various other things I've realised, but I shall not drown in them right now.
I think I need a good rest.
Before I start K'ing my projects.
Cheerios.