04.12.2007 Tuesday morning @ 12:13 a.m.
*It's no secret*
From the last post 'till now, in spurts of memory: * 1 week compulsory attendance at work during the first week of the school holidays * departmental meetings, reviews, workplans, schemes of work etc * cleaning-up of the house with aunts and cousin, i.e. rearranging of furniture, removal of rubbish, wiping through the use of a magic sponge etc * being late for an all-girls' meet-up with my beloved Kg Clan * being presented with a special gift and a box of "necessities" (thank you girls!) * indulging in lots and lots of super-yummy food * voluntarily coming back to work * clearing the desk copies and arranging the stocks neatly into the newly-placed cupboard * anniversary dinner with Big Ben * my very own hen party with the colleagues * bachelorette balloon, dinner, dessert and karaoke * a day of rest to myself before worrying over what to wear for the annual staff dinner * lazybones kicking in: black pants + everyday-wear turqoise tee + jacket + silver-blue scarf + tattered heels + turqoise/blue/green bag * caught in a jam, second-last to enter the ballroom * getting hooked on Prima Deli's savoury breads * Internet connection conked out on me * aunts + close cousin decorating the gifts/bed * wedding of an NIE friend * watching "Enchanted" with a close friend and laughing ourselves silly * late-night talk and exchange of hugs * frenzy of text messages and calls all of a sudden * first visible signs of "the works" * first-hand encounter with an example of the kids' favours * a cutey-pie called Anaqi * successful reconnection with the Internet * getting fatter by the minute and worried about impending crimson tide And there you go. To those who have received invitations, I'll see you on Saturday, 8th December 2007. :-)
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