I wanted to share the story of THE BOX.

I heard Boss used to be a real hardworking chap. That is something I could never imagine for the life of me. It's like trying to imagine hunky Hugh Jackman as Wolverine (sorry Wolverine!) trying to wear a pair of pink high heels.

Okie. THE BOX.

We were moving office as you know. So yesterday colleague and I picked up empty boxes from new office to "recycle". So it went on like this, there was this big heavy luggage, inside is another small luggage, inside small luggage are... stuffs. There were 3 of us (Boss, colleague and me). Naturally, me and colleague (female) were going to get the empty boxes, being light and all. And heavy luggage for Boss. I realize I need to clarify this. Boss is a guy. Old yes. But ultimately a guy. Old age doesn't make a man less... well... man. (?)

Anyway, heavy luggage has little wheels. It's not like old people will die dragging that.

All set ready to go, this happened:

Boss went to pick up 2 empty boxes out of the 3.

Shared a look (that look) with colleague.

Boss: You ladies take luggage look better.

Colleague: Um.

Me: *actually selfishly went to pick up 3rd box*

Anyway, we were very poor thing. My colleague was dragging heavy luggage and me with empty box.

Thing about me is. I look like a small kid. *coughs*  As if a gust of wind will blow me away. *coughs coughs, trying to portray weak image*

While we were about to cross the road, there was some amount of people at the other end waiting to cross. Like the case in MRT, you sit this end, the people sit the other end. You peeped at them, check out their hair, clothes, shoes, smell, whatever shit, then pretend to be not looking.

Anyway, I hugged the box. Used my legs to help me with the weight of the box while I adjusted my hands on the box.

Note: Box was empty.

Note: It was a paper Box.

Note: Box was practically weightless.

I looked like holding the box was really weighing me down and puny me had to struggle a lot with the box.

Sometimes, I think I am quite bo liao.

While green man is walking, we crossed the road, halfway through, while the other end of people were nearing us. I suddenly carried the box with one hand! Hmm... 3 fingers!

Can you totally imagine those people who saw me struggling with the box earlier on?

Totally high.

Must be the tiner.

I love the smell of paint/glue/tiner.

After relating this incident to Da Shu, she told me that tiner can make one high.

I smelt a lot of tiner at new office know!

Must be the tiner.

Yay! I've finally (after N years) decided to makeover this lj. In case you don't realize, I blog at xanga and still am blogging there. This lj is just. . . Well... Eh... Aiya, like you really wanna know the reason when i have none. Then I will have to fake it out. Bo liao right? Right.

So here I am blogging my time away at the office. It's a total disaster right now. Boss is packing and throwing our files all over the place like he owns the place. *pregnant pause*

Well, he does own this place.

Anyway, we are going to move office so he's busy packing.

So busy packing. . .

So so busy . . .

Like hell, he just started packing. It's totally bo bian la! No choice! And hello, we are moving this Saturday. Yes, in 2 days time. Just yesterday, when all of us were busy packing and moving things (mainly our personal stuffs b/c we as humans are selfish and all) he poof! MIA-ed! Disappeared.

When he came in office today, everyone showed him black face. Especially me. I always give him this very KL (kuai lan) face like he owed me money or shit.

We are so evil.

But with good reason.

He poof! yesterday to do his work/job so to say. Which is his (& mine!) fave hobby --- Mahjong *getting excited just typing this word*

Yesterday after placing nicely my own stuffs at new office. Me and colleague sat down and gossiped. How evil. But hey! I worked in an office. Law firm somemore. I need to have some life and entertainment --- mainly gossip

Funny thing about gossip. You gossip about people you know, and also people you don't really know. Sometimes, even people you don't know. 

That's why girls (guys also, just admit it la) have endless of gossips. Even I am amazed by this.

So while there's time, we are so evil that we went to eat tua huay during office hours! Wah, damn fcking excited. Almost like commiting a crime.

It's past 5pm and I should be running. But I'm still here. Waiting for my KFC! *waves KFC coupons in the empty office*

Back to my Boss. I seriously think that he is a very interesting character to talk about.

But I have to save my butt first.

I will start by saying --- Overall he's a nice guy. Kind hearted and all. Sometimes he does simple cases for people free of charge. Ah... But if you knew better, you wouldn't chose him as your lawyer. Feel me? Erm...  So I did not save my butt again? Hmm... But he's a great guy really.

I'm super happy I got my dream cubicle in the new office. Ask me why!!! Ask me!

I tell you! My cubicle was in the secluded side, the room behind me is empty. I can slack and surf net whole day (while pretending to be busy) & nobody will discover. However, I feel I know why I was given that seat. First, I wasn't all that important in that there will be clients looking all over for me. Secondly, upon seeing Boss, kuai lan face shows up. No good. Thirdly, I always sleep. No good.

Negative negative becomes positive right?

I got just what I wanted.