In the Hive.

i dreamt of christmas last night. i received a weird looking flower while e rez of my frenz got nice bouquets/pressiez.. it was a flat, fan-shaped, orange flower w dried leaves beside it w no ribbons, no packaging. a sign or a reflection? hmm even in my dreams, i feel so uncared for.. back to waking up late, & staying up late for work again.. i m growing comfortable in the present situation which is rather undesirable. argh. diz particular colleague (other dept) is actually leaving in e mid of diz mth. haiz. someone who will walk past my desk almost every other day to say hi/hw r u for e past few weeks due to my strategic position (beside the copier room). we knew each other's existence due to a troublesome customer whereby the case lasted for 1 mth plus. hahaz. & also becos of where i m sitted, many pple will actually walk past & asked abt you or chit chat a bit. hmmm work is more or less the same but slowing down a bit. my stock of empathy is depleting.. been see-ing some friends/ sch mates ard e area during lunch. now thinking back when we used to do projz/play tog in schools,hmm, wo men yi jing bu zhi bu jue zhang da le...