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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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