i've got a new rant space. ask me where. nicely.

Work is really starting to take a toll on me. Everyday I come to work, knowing that I'll have to do the same things, handle the same complains, see the same people, work with the same people. And then I think to myself is this how I want my next few years to be? Im starting to fall into a vicious cycle. Wake up-->work--->lunch--->work--->go home-->go on msn--->sleep--->wake up--->work.......You get what I mean. I don't even dance as much anymore.

If on average, a person works 8 hours a day, 20 days a month (assuming a 5 day work week), and takes 15 years to become a CEO, Can I work 8 x 20 x 12 x 15 = 28800 at a shot and become a CEO? And assuming I work 12 hours a day, it would only take me 2400 days to become a CEO. How convenient. I dont mind working 12 hours a day for 6 years if i get to be a CEO. Then I can retire at like 30?

Dance nationals is this Saturday. Do drop by Hougang CC if you are free. Entrance fee should be at $25- $30 per pax including dinner. I feel like an old hag

Yesterday,

I had my chest ripped open and heart violently smashed into pieces. But I also had a sinfully delicious box of sins chocolate as well as a fantastic dinner at Vanash. So im ok. I think.

Recently i've grown to like thinking. Its syndromes of living in self denial. Denial that everything is going to be ok. and that everything will go my way. Can I eat chocolates and not grow fat? Can I still grow taller? Can I turn back time and undo things I wish I didn't do so my heart doesn't break into a zillion pieces everytime something or someone reminds me of it?

Words are like nets- We hope they'll cover what we mean, but we know they cant posibly hold that much joy, or grief, wonder. Language only takes you this far. And then, you've got to figure the rest alone. You, or the person that has to understand.

Emilene is flying off to India this Sunday for 6 frigging weeks. I hope I don't die without her. Girl, if you are reading this, I just want you to know that my world would collaspe and my time would stop and and and and....i'll miss u. See you on Sunday morning.

Is a jealous woman an ugly woman?

or

Is an ugly woman a jealous woman?

p.s: cannot be ugly. cannot be ugly. cannot be ugly. cannot be ugly. cannot be ugly. cannot be ugly. cannot be ugly. cannot be ugly. cannot be ugly. cannot be ugly. cannot be ugly. cannot be ugly. cannot be ugly. cannot be ugly. cannot be ugly. cannot be ugly. cannot be ugly. cannot be ugly.

I am suppose to be working.

But I feel like hiding in the huge ass toilet to play my DS.

trauma centre rocks my socks

I think.

In everyone of us, lives an ahlian/ahbeng. And at some point of your life, they start to grow. then they die off. or so we choose to believe. Because,I think,my ah lian hasn't died. its pretty much alive and kicking in this little corner of my brian screaming @#$%%$#@. And yesterday it slipped out of my mouth when a woman refuse to let me sit down in the bus.

no im not pregnant. no im not old. no i didn't feel like fainting. But everyone else was seated! I would be doing myself injustice if i didnt grab a seat as well. that bitch decided to conveniently ignore me even after i shouted excuse me. twice.

I should welcome my inner lian with open arms. I think

Yesterday was Valentines day. Whilst many girls had a bouquet of flower warm around their arms, I had none. That was cause, I received TWO the day before! *chuckles* Thank You Bum bum for the huge bouquet of 9 roses. And to Mr Mysterious Man for the extremely cute bouquet of rose with balloon that said "kisses and hugs".

Valentines was great. i must admit it didnt start off uit as well as the initial plan of picnic didnt come thru. but I was glad that we manage to drag ourselves reluctantly to Sentosa. And God, it was packed. The sun was scorching hot as well.

First stop was at Dolphin lagoon. The performance was reallllly cute. It was a total out of the world experience when my Valentine paid for me to take a picture with the pink dolphins! They were a lil wrinkled thou. Not to mention I looked pretty fat. Well, who cares!

Next stop was to underwater world. They had a touch pool with all the different kinds of fishes. But I was too chickened out to touch any. At first. So i settled for the starfish. It looked like a piece of rock. And of course, felt like one too. I gave up on trying to touch the fishes, so i wenta wash my hands. Did I mention the water smelt terrible? Another out of the world experience was when we stepped into the world of stingrays. I FED THEM. yea....they were gooooey. Literally. Took me lots of screams and half an hour later to successfully feed the stingray.

The day ended pretty early cause we were both tired. I reached home at 8, slept till the end of valentines. But nonetheless, The day was great.


p.s. I saw a stingray shit. And i finallly know where fishes' anus are.