open heart.

She turned to face the person speaking to her.. The sudden conversation of the topic was being brought up. Stunned... as she din expect it coming at tat moment. She looked ard searching for help. The rest are all concentrating on their own stuffs. Helplessly, she turned back to a face waiting for an ans. With an awkward shrug, she mumbled some stuffs and let it passed. A sense of guilt washed thru her. Eyes kept low, she turned back to wat she is doing originally... Not daring to have eye contact with whom she just spoken to.. A soft sighz came out from her mouth.. She decided to do something abt it..

Ppl have heart and values feelings..
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Looking at pieces of papers before her.. Figures and numbers dancing in front of her.. Ard her are diff stacks of documents tied up in piles.. Running thru shakey fingers through her already messy hair, she felt anger surging thru her. And of cos abit of despair...Tidying the mess on her desk, jotting down notes, checking more docments to clear the mess. An impt phone call gave the whole mess an unexpected turn. She is on the verge of a breakdown aft feeling such intense frustration mixed with relief... And as expected, all hells break lose...

When frustrations cant be contained anymore, they burst into something else..

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*tired* Yawnzz.. lend me ur shoulder to lean on...

Sometimes to make life easier, we should open our heart more......