Things don't often go as smoothly as we want them to go. Well, Shakespeare said, "the course of true love never did run smooth", didn't him? If even true love doesn't run smoothly, how can we even expect the other issues in our life to run smoothly too?

Today's the last day of a colleague and I'm sad that things didn't turn out correctly. I incurred the wrath of the 2 colleagues whom I go for lunch with, and to the MRT after work together because I missed the farewell dinner. They concluded that I was someone who doesn't keep my promises and they were angry that I turned them down .. for the 3rd time.

To be honest, I didn't know about the farewell dinner until Wednesday evening. They claimed I knew, and claimed I feigned ignorance about it, but I really didn't. I had no recollection of them telling me about the dinner, and surely, I have my freedom of choice?

Of course, I wasn't expecting them to be good friends with me, but, after half a year, you don't expect to not say goodbye or even all the best to someone whom you've gone for lunch almost everyday 's on her last day right? What hurts is the cutting and snide remarks, the speech with laced with sacarsm, and the constant, "she thinks she's too good to be hanging around us" accusation.

I didn't want to seem a bad sport, so I sms-ed her and wished her all the best for the future, only for me to realise that what I did was redundant. Not even a word of thanks, just a simple, "k". What did I get myself into?

Perhaps they were right, who are they to me? They were merely strangers who walked out of my life as quickly as they walked into it. But why do I still feel that slight hint of hurt? Why do I still feel that tinge of sadness that at the end of the day, we were so hostile towards each other?

Should I thank God that it's her last day? Or should I thank God for the discernment that I didn't go out with them on 3 occasions?

Staring into the Abyss,