My Secret Santa

Finally I can sit down and retreat to my blog. Yesterday was my birthday. And also the secret-santa-thing day , and also the company's Christmas party. I have only one request to my boyfriend: please don't send flowers to my office & make a scene. Phuulleeaasse. :D My bf said okay.
So, on my birthday, I ate and ate and ate at the party and that was the longest lunch I had maybe in the year of 2004. My boss catered like she's about to feed the whole building instead of just our office.
But yesterday was nice. My roommate woke me up midnight of 22nd and brought me cake with candles (the number is a secret, wink, wink). She took a picture of the cake, told me to make a wish. I blew the candles and fell right back to sleep. While she retreated back out.
From secret santa I got body care stuffs. I l.o.v.e. it. I don't know how she/he could guess it. But it doesn't matter.
I also got a couple of gifts more from the games they had. We had our names drawn & we had to tell something about ourselves that noone in the office knew of.
I walked away easy because I'm the newest member & they practically knew nothing about me. My name was drawn twice. The first time, I told them that I almost lived in Singapore & be a stewardess for Singapore Airlines (before I decided to resign). And the other one, I told them that my mom dragged me to places because she loves to travel. I've been to Bali, Singapore, Malaysia, HK, Japan, Hawaii, Las Vegas, etc, etc, and I hate flying. Ironic isn't it? And so, I walked away with a gift card from Best Buy (yipeee). I'm thinking of buying a new dvd player, or maybe, external drive? We'll see.
Yesterday, maybe the real secret santa was somewhere around. Because, believe me, when it comes to gambling, slot machines in casinos, poker, name drawing, I was NOT the right mate to have. Group members usually hate me because in drawing numbers, I took the last when they want to be the first and the first when they need to be the last. :P
But, hey.... maybe Santa does work in a more modern/mysterious way (considering that most people use heaters instead of chimneys now. Tell me, how does he supposed to stick his belly in the chute?). And he worked it out & got me some more presents because...
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I've been good this year... ^___^