99% of my IBM OA family are working from home. DRS thingy. I'm just a temp so sickeningly have to come to work. No lying in comfy bed, dark dark room, blast air-con, on stereo and work at the same time.
I meant to let y'all know that I've healed from the shit just that there's nothing to blog about so putting it off till now. Not that any poo special has happened now though. But being such wonderful friends of mine, you guys would ask how am I how am I how am I and I'm fine. Just blocking it all out, storing it in the vault at the back of my head and swallowing the key, or, maybe flushing it away down the dirtiest toilet bowl would be a better option. Oh no... now they use electronic devices don't they? Well that's easy. I'll just forget the code.
I dont want to think about it. I just want to do what I can with what I have now. Thanks to the ancient old man for the encouragement and those ohm~ wise words of yours. Appreciate it a lot. And of cos the rest of you. Anyway I've got better things to think about- 240908.
Being the money-wise realistic person I am, I wouldnt want you guys to waste your cash on something you'd think I'd like but would actually receive it a sweet wide smile and chuck it one side in the storeroom two days later. Because I know you guys are the sweetest, I hereby am giving you all a piece of advice:
What NOT to get for me:
# Never Never NEVER get me soft toys. As much as I may think they are adorable, I do not believe I have to have them by my side when I go to bed. And can you imagine yourself keeping them still, even in your forties? Shudders* and I somehow believe these creatures have feelings. They wont like abandonement. So save me from the guilt and do not get me any of these. Too old for that.
What you CAN get for me:
# 100 pieces of the real one:

Ok, I know I don't have such rich generous friends.
Been complaining to mum with my pain-in-the-ass-crybaby-whiny-whines coupled with fling arms/swing hands/jump up and down/shake head about how come they're not doing anything for my birthday. Well it was solely for the fun of it. I thought she got it because she'd always treat me as totally invisible then continue watching her korean drama whilst wiping off some tears. Totally wasn't expecting them to do anything for me- it's so not our tradition. So when dad apologised about it, I was stunned. Made me feel like I'm some kind of spoilt brat who wants what she wants. Of course being the youngest, I tend to act very spoilt sometimes, I own up to that. But it's weird to know that my parents have actually harboured the thought that if they had the ability to do something for me, they would.
Well, I need nothing from them...hmm.. except angbaos maybe. Now I know what it really means and feels like when they say "It's the thought that counts." Of course, applicable only to family.