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Wednesday, November 25, 2009
<3 the one that made my day
Maybe, maybe, maybe
You'll find something

That's enough to please you

But if the bright lights don't receive you

You can turn yourself around

And come on home






Since my branch had done some reorg last May,
I have been moved to a few workstations away from where I was previously seated.
I used to sit beside one of the managers in my branch and she loved talking to me about random stuffs like her family, her childhood, our health and blablabla.
It’s not normal for someone else’s manager to chit chat with you, an officer with no big title, during office hours right?
To think that she was feared by her staff was quite amusing because she was always so cheerful every time we had our conversations.
So when I moved, our daily chit chats stopped.
It has been half a year since the reorg.

Just now, she came to my workstation, slightly squeezed my shoulder, gave me a huge smile and whispered, “I miss talking to you.”
Now that just made my day.
It makes me feel all fuzzy and warm inside.
:))
*runs around naked with hands on the air (like I just don’t care)*

hahahha!
Ok bye!



♥ Myself ♥


I'm NuruLL.
20 April
Forever 21
msn:
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I'm just a riddle wrapped in a mystery inside a bitch.

♥ Feelings ♥

Regret comes in all shapes and sizes. Some are small, like when we do a bad thing for a good reason. Some are bigger like when we let down a friend. Some of us escape the pains of regret by making the right choice. Some of us have little time for regret because were looking forward to the future. Sometimes we have to fight to come to terms with the past, and sometimes we bury our regret by promising to change our ways. But our biggest regrets are not for the things we did but for the things we didn’t do and the things we didn’t say.


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