Twidees?

Thanks to my colleague... for making my heart jumped to my mouth this morning. She failed to see my mobile on my table. Then again, can't blame her with all that 'creative' pile. Tried to suspend my line temporarily but couldn't make the call from a public phone. Almost contemplated buying a new mobile but @ 8.30am, no shops were opened yet.

When I entered office, Chandra told me that he had called my Dad to inform the 'recovery' of my mobile. He couldn't find my home number in my phone book. Hahah! Actually, it is... juz under a different personalised title. I shudder at the thought of him dialling anyone other than 'Dad'.

Hours later, Dad returned call. By then, all of us were busy at work. Coincidentally, Chandra was waiting for a call from a school representative. My Dad addressed himself as Mr S from S school and Fui Ling directed his call to Chandra. Imagine a duck & a rooster having a tele-conversation... =P

By 6pm, I surrendered. I had finished 1 tissue box to handle my runny nose and was fast becoming the next Rudolf. Quickly packed up and left to meet Sayang. We headed to Causeway Point for dinner @ BK. Surprisingly I felt better. Our discussion was thought-provoking, our meeting brief.

Dad called me while I was @ Civic Centre. Sent me rushing to Yew Tee. Seriously dunno which was faster - my legs or my runny nose. I do know for a fact that I was burning. Even Dad was complaining when he stood beside me. He said I was like a furnace but I blamed it on the weather.

Right now, I'm not feeling too good. Not with a leaking red nose. Too late to go to the clinic. Will have to do that first thing tomorrow. Nite.

P.S The Doctor & Shasha: My condolence...