7:10pm. 10 minutes after work. I met some senior management people in the escalator. The first thing that blurp out from one of them was:
"wah! half day huh?"
* I was like what was it supposed to mean? * i replied:"half day?"
"yeah, as long as you can still see daylight, it is considered as half day. Usually we go home at 9 sometimes 12."
* I thought i was suppose to feel guilty for a while, but I've completed my work on time, shouldn't i leave on time? * as concern i asked:" so are you going for dinner?(*back to work after that*)"
they replied:"No! MEETING with client." escalator reached basement. "BYE!"
*WHAT?!*
8pm. by rushing, i reached home safely. I went to this yoga club with my sister after 20 minutes, .... ,it was so crowded, the last class of the day, sweaty atmosphere in the room, it started off quite well, towards the end of the class, teacher said, relax and focus on your breathing...inhale, stomach raise; exhale, stomach fall...beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep beeeeeeeep -- typical message ringtone. IT was OKAY.
(* the lights turned off *) so quiet, the cd player is playing calm and smooth music. relax your toes, relax your heels, relax your thigh, your abdomen muscle, relax your back, your shoulder, BUTTZZZZZZZZZZZZEEEEEEE. BUTTTTZZZZZZZ -- handphone's vibration. such a turn off. yeah yeah.. relax my forehead, my eye brow, my cheek...NAMASTE
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back at home. i fell asleep.
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
a yoga class like this
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