Talk to Hand. i'm bz.

I could have said that to everyone bugging me today. argh.
The daily mundaneness that we call work,
wearing us out sooner than wanted.
No time to talk, no time to dine, no time to work off the extra fats.
For a good reason? I hope so. Or do i?

Excerpt from today:
A: Sharon, u wan to change laptop?
me: errr.
A: Dell 630, new wan.
me: eh...
A: Why? wan to quit ah?
me: hahah.. no lah.. (says to myself: not yet lah..hahhaa).. I really like my IBM..

hurhur. who'm i kidding..