They don't say 'knowledge is power' for nothing. A lawyer once told me this: Never reveal your trump card.

I won't, don't worry.

Anyway.

At Ley's chalet, I ate and ate and ate. Sedap nyaaarr, tak bedek. Ada smoked salmon all. Eh sejak bila chalet ada smoked salmon ni ha?! Cheyy dah makan nak bising-bising pulak lah Awing. Hurhur... Waiting for Ley to upload the pictures and photoshop them a bit especially the ones that blatantly showed my shiny red nose because oh! What do you know! Another pimple is popping up there! Iyer, betul tuu... ON my nose. Right there. Smack in the middle. I make a pretty sight.

If you realise, I don't blog about work. If I do, it's not about workload, it's about the people. Because I am a very people-person and only people can upset me but not bad situations. But I remember it was only once I blogged about two people at my work-place, and even that was heavily screened. No mention of names. I think this has to do with the fact that I am happy with my work-place. I am happy with the work I do and I am happy with my work environment. This is not saying work doesn't stress me up. It did, but not anymore. Because I've learnt that work is a responsibility and I enjoy my responsibilities, even if they stress me up and turn the front part of my hair white, macam ala-ala itu Rogue.

Speaking of Rogue, I caught X-Men 3 last week. I'm so in love with X-Men. I was already so intrigued by them when I was a kid, influenced by my uncle. I remember wanting to be Storm. But my uncle die-die want to be Storm also. Eh apa ni! I reasoned with him that he's a boy whaaatt, how can be Storm nyarr. But he say no, HE wants to be Storm and because he's got more introductory rights to X-Men, I let him become Storm and I became Rogue. Cheyybah.

But like, Rogue is not a mutant anymore now cos she itchy fingers want to become a human so that she can touch and kiss that boyfriend of hers, that Ice Man. Chet. Become mutant good whaaatt... Then can have streaked white hair all...