In addition, I wanna blog about this which I read from another blog. Shall not talk too much about the blog in case the blog owner knows about the stalker aka me.
A guy is dying of cancer. His friend asked: " Why did you keep telling people you're dying of AIDS?" He replied, "So when I'm dead, no one will dare to touch my girl, not unless the man loves her so much." AWW.
By dearest Wong Elin which I haven't met for nearly a year : " When I'm at school, I count down to dismissals. When I'm at work, I count down to the end of work. Just realised I spend my entire life counting down to the end of life. This is the story of my pointless existence." Agree to a large extent, but disagrees with the part that her existence is pointless and friends, better tell me my existence is not pointless!
Okay, good night, before headaches attack again! (:
P.S. In 13 days' time, I bid goodbye to my workplace, my bag, and my not-so-pretty-already heels.