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Wednesday, May 26, 2010

De one with The Ugly Duckling Story

Bedtime stories

The beginnings are ever alluring. Just like how I awoke fresh and reluctantly, like a baby duckling coming out of the hatched egg, to get dressed and head to work.

It seemed as though I'm a dart board after all these days I've been away from office. Everything doesn't seemed to go right. When there's anything wrong, I''m to be blamed or ought to take responsibility for. Not trying to be a disgruntled employee but it's never been more obvious. During my entire 14 hours at office, it literally feels like an ugly duckling which is picked on. Not only is he demoralised with his shabby looks, under-developed intelligence, there's muddy swamps everywhere. Yuck yuck yuck yuck.

It wasn't until the ugly duckling left for home. A place where it could wash itself and transformed into a Swan as he relaxes. Only did he realise beneath all the ugliness and unhappiness, there are beautiful things to compensate for the unfortunate events. My ah-ma made me this nostalgic traditional plum-anade. Super dupper delicious and smoothing to the throat. The moment I arrived home, I saw curry puff.. yum yum, my favourite.

If only there was a "Christmas in a cup"..awww~