YFriday, October 06, 2006
phobias and
couple of days ago, i was handling a tax case when suddenly i heard the fire alarm ring. fear gripped me. for a moment i thought of standing up and running down stairs.
that sounds really kiasu but the fire alarm really did trigger unpleasant memories. there was once, i worked at the heeren. a restrauant on the same floor as where i worked caught fire. the place was smoky and smelt toxic.. prolly due to burning of plastics. the alarm sounded and i fumbled. most of us at the shops were unprepared. i didnt even know where the stair case was.
but of course, i did make my way out (if not i wont be here typing away). still... maybe some trauma got etched in my head. i never used to panic when the school fire drill sounded.
anyways, my mood is quite foul today. wont go into details about the event but i'll tell you how i feel. *takes deep breath* i feel as if im being treated like a prostitute, in the "do favours for someone but they just dump you after it's done" kinda sense. ah well, it's not my loss.
the haze is horrible. i was with bl in the esplanade area. and goodness, there were peeps on the hot air balloon thingi taking photos. god bless them, that's all ive got to say. haha. my nose is leaking like crap and my eyes are watery. but i dont know if that's due to my work or due to the weather. whichever it is, i feel sucky. full stop.
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