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Tuesday, September 09, 2008
If you're happy and you know it, laugh out loud.

So i was at home and working my fingers out infront of my laptop when the telephone rang. My elder sister answered the phone and went "Hello. OCBC premiere banking". It took me 3 seconds to take in what she has just said. Then i burst. Out loud. Laughing, out loud. Eyes wet, tears streaming down and just laughing uncontrollably. I laughed so loud till the person at the end of the receiver could hear me, even when i'm 6 feet away from the telephone.

Such a classic example of thinking too much about work. So much, that you bring a piece of it to home.

Ah, i forgot how good a feeling it is to just laugh (freaking) out loud. Thank you sister, for the 2 minutes of therapeutic laughing session.

(: