'tis a season to be jolly. and crazy. and knock your head continuously on the bedroom door. simply because no one works during the year end, and all phones are constantly busy, to the point that even the recorded machine operator voice sounds stressed and annoyed. it's no more 'our operators are presently busy, please hold on for assistance, your call is very valuable to us'. now they are saying 'our operators are VERY busy! please leave your name and number and we'll get back to you'. ya, right, i wasn't born yesterday, you know! they never ever call back. never.

everyone's trying to clear their remaining leave, so no one's behind any desk in any office. if, by a miracle, you actually find someone, her machine will not be working, because apparently machines need to clear their leave too. broadband, on the other hand, is slow as snail and all websites are jammed to the max because what are those people on leave doing? surfing the net! sheesh! that or sitting in their cars going round and round midvalley or one-u, looking for a carpark. apparently, they do this every single day too, judging by the traffic jam there everyday. this is causing me serious grief, santa.

the time before christmas should be quiet, and peaceful, and dreamy, with a warm drink on one hand and wood burning somewhere closeby, and i don't mean indonesia! christmas should be a time you reflect on what you have done for the year and what new resolutions you want to achieve for the new year. at this moment, i just want to scream my lungs out and use my forehead to make close contact with the door.