My sissy the lawyer

My sissy is with the developer's office. Or else in what century and what possibility could I now have a unit of condo in that place I now do?

Anyway, she's got this canggih title to her at this job. But as usual, the most difficult level to ever be at is mid-management. And who knows that better than the girl who is doing all the calls to inform, "I'm sorry we've taken your money and can't confirm your reservation".

And I have just noticed that it's always me that is the one serving my head on a platter.


For once, I'd like not to be the person who delivers the bad news.


"What?! She's still with that office?! Oh I hate her. She told me about the landslide and said she can't confirm my stay. Bla bla bla"


Yeah. I'm still here. I'm still in this office. Do you think I wanna be? Err.. for now I guess the answer is yes. Because from this seat, it's always peering above my cubicle to look into my destination office.

However, right now my destination office is very cramped up. Restructuring, as usual.

My preferred seat is now, not so ideally positioned as I would have preferred it. BUT. There's more to a job than a view.



Wait. Let's get back to My Sissy The Lawyer. So, my sissy has this habit of getting to work early and leaving slightly late. (sounds like our normal average disease) And on Saturdays, it's up to her to decide if she wanna go in, at all.


This Saturday, she's going in. BUT we gonna meet after work. And do some girls stuff together.
We gonna go to Pets HQ to hug some Pugs!~



Mom's gonna be at BMV for the potluck thingy, besides the fact that she heads Refreshments and will NEED to be there anyway; requests the presense of both her daughters.


What will daughters do but comply.




Long weekend coming up soon. Everybody's gearing up to get out of town. The head of Refreshments asks for help at the temple. Yes, mom. I'll be there to eat up the left over. Not so lucky.

Mom meant serious work.


For every year since 1997, I have spent every Wesak Day at the temple. Our Library Board then (secondary school) used this as a team event. (Yes, all Board members were Chinese) And every since 1997, we meet annually at the temple.


I hate Wesak Day for the one reason that they close the roads and we're blocked in. But then, that only causes problem for one person at home. My mom, my dad, my sissy, Tom and me, we spend it at the temple. One spents it at work.

This year, the solution is : Don't come home.


I have been looking forward to the volunteer work during this public holiday period. For the one fact that it feels me coming closer to having better karma. (psychologically makes me feel better)





Last week, I sat down with company and he said to me, "Your mama did something right with ya!"


Yes. She did, didn't she? I couldn't help but agree more.
Ha ha. No, I didn't sprain myself while patting me on the back. I couldn't even if I tried..



Limber ;-)