On QLC

Happy "qlc" to me. Eeep. Am I old?
Nah, I would like to think that it's my 5th time to celebrate my 21st birthday! Beeeh.

Ate at this Thai noodle place called Som's somewhere near Rockwell. Food was good. It makes me want to go back to BKK! Waaaah! Wish I had the luxury to jump in a plane and go wherever whenever.

Sidenote: What better way to semi-greet me but a letter officially describing the fruits of my so-called hardwork. Yipeee for me!

Now how should I "celebrate" this day? One person greeted me already last week. Way advanced, don't you think? Apparently she made a wrong entry in her phone. At work, one colleague started greeting me since Monday. A couple of people also kept asking if I will come in later. "Pumasok ka bukas ahh!" I felt the pressure... Wahahaha.

Yes, I will go to work. But I had a disclaimer hindi ako magpapakain. Hahaha, Tigas ba? Or makapal lang ang mukha? Weeeh.

Well, I'm off to bed. Let's see what happens when the sun shines.

On Child Talk

My nephew who has this interest with guns asked his mom:

Mom, may I make patay the ceiling?

On Insomia?

It is almost 4 in the morning and I am still wide awake! I didn't notice the time. Wait! I did when it was around 1AM. How come time seems to swift by whenever I use Persephone? But whenever I use another PC, time seems to creep!

Err. I need to fix my sleeping habits!

Raymond Encounter

I forgot how the conversation transpired but basically my officemate made a side comment that hers were real unlike others. The person she directed her comment retaliated by defending hers were real. I, being the "clown" that I am, blurted out "Yeah right!".

Initial Shock:
As I minded my own business... *Blag*Blag*Blag* she made her way towards my area as she babbled that hers were real. *silence* Then when I looked at my left... There they were! *eyes widened* Ngaaaay!

Finale:
She made her way back to her place with a satisfied look on her face cause of my reaction. I thought that was it. For me, seeing was not enough to believe. Thus, there is no way she could prove hers were real. Despite my initial shock I confidently joked her that hers weren't real and extended my left hand. Waaaaaaaaaah! Guess what she did?

Alcohol!!!!

On the Happiness Survey

Have you heard of a happiness survey? It was stated that our answers would be 'confidential' but why ask for our personal information? Would answering if those items are not adequate at all, adequate, more than adequate, blah blah matter? What the hell! As if something will happen after they gather and analyze the data they collected.

Not only that, there is a 1-on-1 interview ek ek! What is this...joke time? Hahaha!