Why not?

It was a fairly innocent trip. It was.

My ex texted to have her photos in Hat Yai removed.

People been questioning her of my "appearance" in the trip. Friends. Families. People. People with serong mind. People with cavemen thoughts.

What I don't understand is, why didn't she tell them she was going with me in the first place? I thought she did! I told mine! What's with the secrecy!? What is there to hide? Can't two people who were in a relationship before have a trip together?

We. Are. Friends. For fuck sake.

What perks me up is when she mentioned an average people would have any tagged photos removed on request, no questions asked. Out of... respect. I couldn't agree more. But not after months it was up there. Not after she was being pressured from the misunderstandings from her not telling anyone prior to that trip.

I didn't blame her. What some say of people still living in the past is not a myth.

And going out with your exes is still a taboo. Take note.

But the photos are there to stay.


Ever had this sensation before?

When you bump into a stranger who looked like a person you knew, in a place that s/he had never been, does it scare you? (I don't know how else to phrase this).

A sensation similar when you did something bad and got caught. You know, that kecut feeling? Like your heart sank.

Many had this feelings too, given the same scenario.

But why lah?


Office romance gone wrong

"... but I really don't want to work with you lor!"

"It's really bad to have an affair with a co-worker!"

"It will affect the work lar!"

We're laughing our asses off on both our ends. Pun not intended.

Since Primary Two been thinking to quit. Looking for a brand new views. He asked recently if my place is looking. Though we are both in the creative industries, me in advertising, he in the fashion, our job scopes are fairly different.

The least I could do, as a bro, is to pass his message to my boss. It is still too early to tell where he will fit in. But these are the recent chat we had.

"hAhAhAhAhAHHAhhAhA... fucker you!"

"Later your Fun Size jealous how!?"

"We kasi komplot sama dia lar!"

Yeah. That's how we talk.

My daily supplements of laugh.