what can i say?

nothing, as long as i'm still at my work place... there is nothing to say. now waiting to go home and see marcus and mabel.

poor mabel, fell down yesterday and got a cut on her forehead, so ugly already lah....then she keeps scratching herself, got to tell her to stop scratching. last nite slept wif her, she was like sitting up and trying to scratch her back, see she so poor thing, so this mummy offered to scratch her back for her ( i didn't scratch, i juz gently rub the skin to ease her of the itchness) haha, this mummy, scratch until she fell asleep. poor thing, she must be thinking why this mummy do things so half hearted one...

poor mabel, really gave her a good hug. oh yah, now and then, i keep checking my own hands for signs of chicken pox, juz in case to be on the safe side.