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Tuesday, February 06, 2007

Black

Colour Black is nice. Gives the mysterious feeling. Problem is, it is just not right on me in this climate. I realised it the hard way today. Ok, I realised it long ago, but i'm stubborn. I perspired from TanahMerah all the way to CityHall. It stopped for a few seconds, and resumed as I surfaced to greet the morning sun again. By the time I reached office, I felt like I just ran 2.4km. Maybe it has to do with my fast pace of walking, but it definitely had something to do with black absorbing heat and trapping it, before passing it on to me. Physics. What's more, my new BLACK shoes gave me a new gait. I was making heavy footsteps and walking weird the whole day. All because it was new and it was hard at the back. The back of my foot suffered horribly. Both feet.

I complain too much. Haha. I know.
Anyway, I still like black.

I smile a lot and talk as politely as possible while working. I have to do that. It's part of my job. This way, I averted all the unpleasant situations. However, beneath that facade, it's another story... I'm flying to the moon...