I get bonuses too.
Bonus number 1:
2745RMB worth of backache
Bonus number 2:
812RMB worth of wristache
Bonus number 3:
120RMB worth of stress
Bonus number 4:
234RMB worth of mental exhaustion
And now,
I cannot concentrate on whatever I'm working on,
because I cannot stop staring at that little plant on my table.
I don't understand why does it look like it's dying,
when I've been feeding it with water religiously,
and taking care of it like how i take care of my babies at home.
I am very worried.
And guess what,
a colleague just gave me a packet of
chocolate cookies to add to my snack collection.
Sweet. But it's poison. Damn.
So why do you fill my sorrows
With the words you've borrowed
From the only place you've known
And why do you sing Hallelujah
If it means nothing to you
Why do you sing with me at all?