Fun Friday
I know I keep saying this but heck, time flies really fast when you’re not aware!! Yea, Monday is nearing the end and Tuesday is coming. Soon before I realise, it’s Friiiiiday again! 
Last weekend was a fun one! It’s been months after TeamBlue days since we had our Fun Friday. I finally met up with my lovely ibm clique at Passion. It wasn’t about drinking and getting drunk. You know I don’t drink… It’s about the togetherness. I wonder what my life would be without these fantastic people! I had a blast just sitting there and catching up with them. These are the strong bond distance, time and space will not take away! I think we must be the most united Teamblue in IBM history
It’s how funny the way girls meet up and talk about random stuff. Poor Vinson, I bet his ear drums were gonna explode! Thanks to our high pitch exclaimation and endless oh-my-god! It must be really hard for him to endure that 60 minutes in the car with 4 near-deranged girls 
I don’t remember how long I remained in the dance floor… For all I care I was dancing like no one’s watching. But hey, maybe my dance moves weren’t that bad at all! As I was leaving the dance floor I heard a voice behind me saying, ‘Please don’t go. Stay here.’ I turned my back to find the owner of that voice and standing in front of me was a rather cute guy. I said RATHER cute. I gave him a quizzicle look and turned my heels and walked away. I could still hear him saying, ‘Staaaay here, please!’ I couldn’t care less and continued to walk towards the staircase…Hmm, didn’t mama tell you not to talk to strangers? :P Wait a minute, this is not gloating. I am not typing this with smug face.
Back to Passion, a whole lot of other activities were going on. I didn’t know Chat could dance! Haahahaha… Not sure if it’s the drink but hey, it was fun to see everyone sweating it out at the dance floor! We should do this more often. Dancing is good for the soul and it helps to release all the stresses at work!
My weekend must have been spent on dancing alone! The next day back in 65th floor, KLCC was another round of moving-your-butt. Poor me, poor new joiners… We are supposed to embarrassed ourselves on the stage in front everybody, absolutely everybody in the firm during the Annual Dance and Dinner. You know what, for the first time in my life, I was cha cha-ing my afternoon away in the training room! Oh boy, it was… whatever… It was actually rather fun! I love dancing alright, but having your hands held by someone you don’t freaking know can be such a tormenting experience.
It didn’t help when your feet just kept getting stepped on! Urrrrgh, he can’t dance to save his life, can he? I couldn’t very well remember my routine everytime my hands were being surrendered for holding >:( I swear I remember every single step when I did it on my own! This is depressing and worrying. I am about to be spinned out from the stage or falling flat on my face that night… Oh dear…
Sigh, I don’t wanna think about it anymore. It’s just gonna make me really paranoid…
So Sunday, I spent the entire day nursing my poor little feet on the couch. Apart from attending Sunday mass in the church, I practically spent the entire day just lying down, very straight in front of tv. If you can’t imagine the pain, imagine this. Imagine climbing hills in the most uncomfortable shoes you have! Now you know what is like, huh?
So, am I looking forward to the next dance practice?? ?Yeah right, only on one condition… No hand touching or I’ll bite!
