i m an ice berg

i got to know a pc of remark abt me recently.

tot it would be nice to blog it down so that i can read and laugh abt it later on in my life.

3 of my colleagues told one that they disliked me. WHY? was my response? why me? i didnt know lunch with them, dont even discuss about things with them? hav almost near 0 contact with them.

they said i was unfeeling, cold, rude and do not bother abt their feelings when i tok to them. HUH? i was??@@### i cannot even remember the last time i spoke to them on anything that might hurt their feelings.

BUT that is not the best part. The most exciting part was when they even asked that fren of mine why she liked me.

honestly, i tink i have succeed in making myself feel like an ice berg. Not just an ordinary one but one with an extremely deep and sharp portion sunk underneath the wide blue sea. i m dangerous.

they wont near to confront me on anything. They wont even dare to in any case "talk" to me.

then again, i asked myself if i had transformed from a sun flower to an ice berg. i remember all those times which i have been relational but my fingers were badly cut.

my usual chirpy self has left no trace in my current status. i dont want to talk to anyone here.. for fear that i may suffer any more blisters. i dont wanna get involved with them for fear that i might hear a whole new set of CNN sotries about my life.

well, isnt work just work. Work is transactional with no emotions attached.

the ice berg is still standing strong in the cold deep blue waters..

will it ever melt to receive the bright sun?