Happy Birthday!

If my memory doesn't fail me, I think it should be your birthday today. Happy 27th birthday, the senior-whom-I-look-up-to-a-lot! Can't help but wonder how you've been (should be really successful now, right?)or wonder what you would say about me breaking my bond. Hmm...

You can't get a better boss who...

Asks your colleagues eary in the morning "So did anyone get red spots? Everyone came to work right?" Well done, boss. You just made me like you even more today.

The Flip Sides

By right, being on "Hospitalisation Leave" as a result of chicken pox shouldn't be a bad thing, unless you've an urgent matter to attend to, and you trust the person covering you as much as you trust that it won't rain despite the dark clouds. Thankfully, it helps when you have a boss who's so thoughtful that he doesn't even want to walk past your closed doors, asks your secretary whether he should disinfect your room once you've left. All these, just because you wanted to ensure that nothing goes wrong for him whilst you're away. That's when you think "What the heck? It's none of my problem."

And so it is, that marked the start of a slack week off from work. In fact, my sis actually made a relevant comment earlier, "Will this affect your bonus?" Truth be told, it might, given that his reason for a lower bonus for some was cause of their absences from work. But then, if you slog really hard and die at work, do you think you'll be thanked for that? Frankly, I doubt so.

Anyway, on a brighter note, even though chicken pox is supposed to make you feel ultra uncomfortable, thankfully, it hasn't been that bad. *touch wood* In fact, thanks to it, I've finally received a sms from someone I haven't heard from in almost half a year, despite my boliao smses occasionally to attempt to get a response. Seriously, other than asking your good friend how you've been, I really have no idea what you've been up to lately. In fact, I don't even think your good friend actually answered my question... hmm.. right?

And so it is, there's a flip side to everything, chicken pox or not..

******

Was watching some variety shows on Youtube last night. Someone from a Taiwanese group made a comment on how the singers from an era would affect the students of that era, who would then affect the society when they grow up. Apt?

Which led me to read the blog of a particular singer I used to listen to a lot in the past. The song that was playing on his blog immediately transported me back to the corridor outside 6 Love, or even the 6 Faith classroom (I seemed to be with my friends from 6 Faith a lot more than my own class huh?) I wonder how HuiJun is... how Huihui is now... Hmm.. Anyway, I love the following paragraphs from the blog I was reading:

"人生最幸運的事情
就是遇到好的朋友。

好朋友會為了你好跟你說實話
會原諒你的過錯 給你空間
會花時間了解你 感受你 看懂你 陪伴你"

For those who fit the description, thank you. I don't think I would have been the person I am without you all.

Theory of Relativity

When do you consider someone your "close" friend, as compared to one who's not?

Unlike nouns, adjectives seem destined to belong to the "grey" area, the area where the seemingly simple idea of relativity resides. If you haven't kept in touch for almost a year or so, is that a definite example of "not close"? Whatever it is, I chose to believe that the sms meant that you believe that I'm a closer colleague, and not just a fellow member of the bondbreakers club.

On another note, I'm glad to have met up with Mr Tan again today when I was intending to rot for a moment or so. Seriously, I still think the 2 items are nicer than the last item. =p Forgot to add, I'm getting Mr Tay to help me get stuff too, so I'm sure my shopping may just make me end up like you today. Haha.. In any case, I'm still grateful for Mr Tay offering to help me get everything and anything under the sun in US. Seriously, you're there to work and explore, not to help me get things, yah? Still, thanks, Mr Tay!! =)

What do you do when you need to squeeze a cupboard-ful of documents into your already packed room?

You stack them up!

Apparently, our (new) accounts person is coming in soon, so we had to clear out the entire cupboard, plus drawer filled with documents relating to our favourite file. Since according to the director's "You shouldn't put it there in the first place" plus the fact that we couldn't possible store them in the conference room or our director's room, the only possible warehouse was, of course, MY room *curtsies*

And so, to deal with the problem, and our manager's disbelief that everything could fit into my overcrowded room, I amazed myself with my sense of innovation:

Looks like I can consider working as a warehouse supervisor in future, given my "experience" in this field.

Through the Looking Glass

Time flies. Before you know it, you move from one side of the equation to the other side of the equation.

Had that feeling when I watched the NJCO concert on Thursday. It may not have been as "wah.." as last year's, or Wanhui's batch, but I couldn't help but wonder if we sounded like this back then. Watching them from the audience, I wondered if this was the same feeling Mr Tek had when he was watching us back then. Afterall, the age gap was pretty similar.

Even if it wasn't the greatest, it was still their hard work. For that, they deserve another round of applause.