back from the dead..

it's a norm for me to feel dead after reservist duties every year.. and this year's no different.. it's training week again at work.. but before i bitch about it.. i made a return back to the place once i called my second home.. jp..


by chance.. took a look at the mall directory.. and they hadn't removed toys 'r' us from it.. still printed there..

#02-45 Toys 'R' Us moving out soon

well.. it's been months we had left the forsaken place.. john little is occupyin' the unit now.. and i hadn't brave myself to go there.. when i heard our old tower is now their changin' room.. my heart soaked in despair.. too many memories.. too many recollections.. one day i'll come.. but not that nite at jp.. cos was feelin' sucky.. about work.. trainin'.. and a certain someone..

so trainin' week sucked big time.. not blamin' on the appallin' attendance on some of the days.. or the post-reservist blues.. or the graffiti i found on the trainin' room whiteboard on two mornin' occasions.. which i found to be amusin' though.. thanks alot m.k (a typical pro-wrestlin' cheap shot vignette.. trying to get my attention.. and then booked me in a match card.. haha).. but at least u remembered me (unlike somebody else).. then again i ain't pointin' fingers but i guessed my heart and soul weren't in it that much..


The first one wrote:

Amen = Has Been
(He was once famous..)
*Then he had too much to eat.....
HAVE A NICE DAY!!!!!


The second one wrote:

err.. well you can read it yourself.. but you know that ain't true rite?..







and thank god friday today was a bit better cos we had a carseat and stroller trainin' at balestier road conducted by vendor.. so it was different.. and i thought a change was healthy.. went together as a group.. more like a school excursion.. haha..

after the trainin'.. dragged myself back to office.. hopin' that i get a call.. maybe we could do our weekly chillin' or somethin'.. but it was not meant to be.. then again i was lookin' forward to the weekend as an ol' brother of mine from my sec sch days is gettin' hitched.. and it'll be some sort of a high school reunion.. and the ol' man gave me time off on mon cos (unfortunately) i'll be involved in the warehouse sales at utd square next week.. ironically i don't mind cos at least i can do something different for a change.. and it's not like it's my first time doin' a sales of a paramount scale.. i'm immune to it already..

so since no call.. it's back to the drawing board again for me.. walkin' all alone to the train station as always.. no company.. with the sunset shinin' proudly givin' life and energy to the fragilities on god's green earth.. it missed a spot..