Hoodie-Bear

Struggling to find some comfort in the jungle world of work amidst the papers, wayars (yes, memang banyak wayar at my work desk as I need to take care of the remote telephony report PC + Projectors) and of course, my mess - I feels that I needed something “me” to keep myself being PQ.

Being at work means (or maybe just to me) I am obliged to behave professional + serious + mature + adult + appear-intelligent-despite-I-am-so-not, hence sometimes I feel as if I got “lost” in the corporate environment. I felt as if I have transformed into this “person-at-work” and atop the work+stress, I have a dire need to remind myself that there is this “I” still in me. Its okay if you don’t get this, I am at lost sometimes * =P *

Hence, to inject something to remind me of “me” at work, I have this friend with me. To cuddle during the times I desperately feel like wanting to shout profanities at work due to annoying people and the high rising speed of work piling on my desk. (And also to ease the desire to hug that cute Him * wink * wink *)

Hello! This is my Hoodie-Bear! He(yeah, it wears a pink overall, but I like to think of it as a modern, metrosexual guy-bear * =P *) sits atop my Lappie watching over me - careful not to allow me to "lose my temper" * LOL * Yeah, like how WL always tease me, I have this inner Tigress awaiting to unleash when the right trigger comes along * muahahaha *

My Hoodie-Bear can tell the weather. If it is raining outside, he will put his hood up

When its sunny, he pokes his ears out! * heehee *

My colleagues beh-tahan me yet they will sometimes stop and help me adjust the hoodie according to the weather if I happen to be too "occupied" to notice the weather * heehee * And people are surprised that I am into plushies as, apparently, I look like the least likely person who are into this kinda stuff - well, they are just SO wrong! * LOL *

Well, my Hoodie-Bear just again, reinforced everyones' impression of me as the 2nd youngest person in the office * =P * I get that exception a lot, since I am the youngest (most are married or going into retirement), even my Boss and managers, forgive me and my "antics" as they all think of me as the Baby of the lot!

PQ the Baby? Sure knock your jaws to the balcony, hor? * wink *