close to the funniest thing i've seen since forever
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roflmao kinda funny. trust me.
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the song for it is just as awesome-

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mrkitty's skulking arnd my room.
hope i dont have mice.
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a few days ago, i felt like i finally woke up from a really long, really horrific nightmare.
but now, it just seems like i've gone back to sleep.
whyyyyyyyyyyy :(
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on a WAYYYY better note, IM GOING DIVING!
anyone else interested drop me a msg k, good fri weekend :)
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i'm doing everything i can to delay my resume writing
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i have half an hour to finish it (cos then i can go for the job fair which means i dont have to write the cover letters that i need for online apps, yay!) and yet im trying my best to find not so important things to do. even blogging has taken priority- thats how much i hate blowing my own trumpet. not cos im modest (hahahaha far from it), but more cos stuff that im proud of (according to my more soon to be coorporate comrades) is pretty much useless in the world of employability. then i have to play up all the rest of the not so great things (like i was welfare head of the most useless cca in jc which for eg involved me planning birthday parties and stuff. i donno how that makes me more employable other than in the HR section ok).
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a few more random things,
im having the mother of all sniffles cos been hanging out at the fucking ice box they call expo exploring books ($5 book fair!!) whilst working the floor and teaching shadypuzzles to children.
played a 15hour mj marathon and enjoyed (almost) every minute of it.
been putting on weight everywhere (except my tits. i knew god hates me.) which i blame on the extra 3 slabs of cadbury hazelnut choc, 36 chicken drumlets and the equivalent of 16 bottles of beer that ive consumed over the last 2 weeks.
sg is wayyyy too small so im staying away from zouk cos its places like that where my reputation gets fucked beyond recognition.
and in the best news EVER, the move is almost confirmed!
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ok thats it.
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and as usual,
after this (unnaturally extended) period of being on the receiving end of the shit stick,
i'm finally getting the last laugh.
but i guess nice, reasonable people always do.
sometimes karma isn't such the bitch i make her out to be.
:)
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"god works in mysterious ways" thats what my mom says.
as much as im not sure if theres a god, much less in the christian one, i do believe the universe works in mysterious ways.
the smth that i wanted so badly might actually turn into a reality; in fact it cld be alot better than the reality i'd wanted.
till things are more settled (instead of me once again going on abt how im abt to do smth but nv seeming to get arnd to it), all im gonna say is that i haven't been so goddamn happy in a long time.
theres finally a light at the end of the tunnel!
nvm if the tunnel is ridiculously long, but at least its a light piercing through the pitch black darkness.
so i guess this is what its like to strike 4d :))
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PHASED OUT
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i think the reason why i dont blog much anymore is cos even i'm not sure whats going on.
i have tons to say (trust me, my 3000++ smses every mth attest to how much i have to say to ppl who care enough to listen to me whine and bitch) but i just dont know how to do it online.
too many prying eyes, too much loss of privacy at stake.
in the spirit of conserving my dignity and pride (and that of others as well), i refuse to air my dirty laundry in public.
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i wish i cared less abt what ppl said.
i wish i was a less socially needy human.
i wish i live in a box.
and i wish i just didnt have to try so hard.
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just kinda sad that everything i believed in and upheld in life somehow managed to melt away in the span of a few mths- feeling abit cheated, like the last 22years has somehow been a lie.
hopefully its just a phase.
but damn, it sure is a long one.
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and job apps is a fucking huge pain in the ass.
wahlau, hard to believe EVERYONE has to go through this shit, and some ppl several times over.
kinda feel like im blowing my own trumpet writing it, is that sup to be normal?
ah well, it beats carrying on this pointless lifestyle whereby i sit arnd waiting for things to happen.
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