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Can't stop singing this song today I oughta be workin' But I can't concentrate I oughta be sleepin' 'Steada stayin' up late When I oughta be doing all the things I should do I think about you I oughta be writin' But I can't find the song Just sittin' here driftin' Driftin' along There's only one thing that I wanna do And that's think about you Chorus I think about you - I can't get no rest I think about you - there ain't no one else It's all I can do - I can't help myself Ya - I think about you I could go cruisin' But I've had enough I could go drinkin' But I can't stand the stuff It just don't do me like it used to do I'd rather think about you Oh well

Meeting someone new. Exchanging glances. Heart beats faster. Initial attraction. Could this be love at first sight? Waiting nervously. Jumping at the next sound of hand phone tones. Endless peeking at its screen. Finally, a message from him. Followed by a nice hour of phone conversation. Is this love? Another waiting. Another jumping. Another peeking. Again, messages from him. Again, a nice hour of phone conversation. What is this? Love? Talking. Sweet talking. Cute talking. Serious talking. Well, that doesn’t go anywhere. Different interests. Should I work on these differences? Love is a heart game. Love is not a mind game. I can’t do this. It won’t work. What if the love haze has faded? Love is a heart game. Love is not a mind game. It will be a mind game. When the love haze has faded. Would it stay the same? Too complicated. Simple. A heart of steel. I don’t care. Nothing will do it. Only… Change of heart will do.

Welcome back 'head'. I haven't seen you in a while but I'm so glad you make it back!! What a wonderful day.. Change of Heart. Yay!

Sigh. Sigh. Happy Sigh. Scared Sigh. Uncertain Sigh. Thinking of him Sigh. Wish I could get it all together Sigh. What could happen Sigh. Will we make it Sigh. Tired Sigh. A Long Sigh. A Short Sigh. Where's my head Sigh. Why is it all heart Sigh. Sigh. Sigh. We're too different Sigh. We won't make it Sigh. I love him Sigh. I shouldn't love him Sigh. Why do I love him Sigh. I shouldn't love him Sigh. How could I love him Sigh. I should get back to work Sigh. I have that proposal thing Sigh. I couldn't stop thinking about him Sigh. Sigh. Another Sigh. Another Another Sigh. A lot of Sigh. And It's only 9:12am Thursday Morning.

It all began on Tuesday! Today didn't begin at exactly 12am, it began from yesterday. Started with the rain. I heard the sound at exactly 8pm last night and thought, here we go again and hope that there wouldn't be any traffic to make me late for work and that freakin' stupid interview. Well, the rain continued until morning and didn't stop until 10am. To make it more dramatic, traffic was bad. So, I was stuck for at least 3 hours. The plan to go to the office first to get some papers was immediately cancelled once we heard that Tendean, like usual, is flooded. No office then, I went straight to this place with all those stupid people. It was a job interview. I was so looking forward to it. The aura of the place already gave me a feeling that this place sucks; that I wouldn't ever want to work here. So, after filling in some stupid application form, that even asked questions like the brand of your watch, perfume, and all unnecessary things, I was called

I like uniform. I don’t know why. I just do. Maybe it’s because I’m too lazy to think, especially about what to wear. Maybe my world is complicated enough that I don’t want to be bother with things like clothing and fashion. Maybe I don’t like change. Maybe I’m just another boring human being. Maybe I’m simply all those things. Seriously, I like uniform. So much that I wanted so bad to work in a company where it is mandatory to wear uniform. So much that I started wearing the same clothes on weekends, or worse, weekdays. It was actually my friends who made me notice the pattern, but strangely, knowing that they are aware of that, I felt a feeling of comfort. Comfort because I thought, now they all know it so I won’t look as weird anymore, even so, I could care less. Well, I can say nothing, I’m speechless when I’m comfortable. Today, like all other Saturdays, I wore my red shirt-black skirt outfit complete with black-and-very-comfortable Bata sandals and my sling bag. Like

At exactly 10pm for the past week, my handphone will make the perfect sound! Perfect because it lets me know that someone has smsed me. It's even more perfect because when I open it, I see the name of that someone. Someone whom I have waited all day to sms me. Corny huh? I don't care. I enjoy it. The best I have in years now. The smses have left me wonder, how someone so different from me, someone who usually won't make it in my head, let alone, my heart, have turned my head upside down? How? I don't know. I don't care. I just enjoy it this time. I just hope this is only the beginning of the most wonderful journey in my life. Well, fingers crossing. -To You! (you know who you are) Look forward in seeing you..-