Reform

Lately, I've had my first taste of a "bad day at the office".  I basically messed up so many things for the day, which had rather detrimental consequences if not for a good boss with a fallback plan.  Granted I wasn't the only one to work on the project (I had another friend), it did give us a better idea of how a Food Safety Research Lab is ran, albeit through the school of hard knocks.  I best keep my head down and dig deep!  That being said, work is still great and the experienced gained thus far has been much obliged.

The trio of Yen Fei, Yan Yao and I finally got together for dinner, after many months of delays and roadblocks.  Our initial plan was to gorge our faces in the awesomeness of which is Hickory Park, however the increasingly heavy rain got us a fifth of the way there (we had to travel there by foot from the bus stop).  With my head nearly drenched in rainwater, we opted for Texas Roadhouse instead.  Dinner with my two besties was great!  It's been only a few months, but the company was much appreciated and vaguely inexpressible.

As always, we had so many stories to share since our last get-together a few weeks back.  Yen Fei ranted, I ranted less, Yan Yao basically slobbed around with his Borderlands 2 addiction.  Of course, some of those stories were more personal.  And Yen Fei's account with her ex (the problematic douche) got me thinking about Joyce again.  So instinctively, I checked her Facebook wall (because how else can I not be a creep?  Yes, sarcasm aplenty).  Scrolling down her page, I felt a long forgotten sense of pain.  It honestly felt like my heart hurt, though only for a while.

But it wasn't out of spite or anger, or anything negative at all.  I think my heart hurts as of now because I miss her being my friend...

Silver lining, maybe?  I don't even know why I'm typing this as it sounds a little redundant...  Perhaps I just needed an outlet of expression.  

But I'm glad for feeling that.  Goes to show that I'm not a robot I still think about stuff outside of The States.  Awareness is a start.

Fading Listening - Shiny Toy Guns