I need and want to sleep, but there is so much to do, with so little time to spare.
Thinking of heading into office tomorrow at 7.15am. But I know I will be too lazy.
The lack of network doesn't help. I hate going in the afternoon. BTA will be there.
OMG, the noise level. God knows if "almost perfect package, wrong branding" will be there.
Just want to sleep. zzzzzzzzzzZZZZZZZZZZzzZZzZzzzzZzZZzzzzzZzzzZZZZZZZZZzzzzzz
OMG OMG OMG, I actually bother waking up early to blow dry my hair.
I actually bother thinking of a way to grab his attention. (And probably make up for the blow up at the hospital)
Shouldn't have bitched about BTA, and he was there. I keep seing him.
Distingtively remembering the glance when I said "I am from BTC Group B"
Remembered the bright yellow Nike shoes, The Star newspaper, his smile from the x-ray room.
Note to self: Get some rest. Sleep deprived, hence attention is focus on someone.
Note to self: Kick the infatuation. NOW. ASAP.
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