Running In Circles

"will i still like you after some time has passed"

the world around me is settling down. or are they going thru a phase of life that i've already gone through... a stepping stone that some take earlier and some later. is it always better to take the step earlier than ur peers? or is it better to sit back and watch others take it 1st before taking that same step in order to not repeat the mistakes of the rash and fool hardy. but shld we choose the latter is it still the same stepping stone? or is it the same stepping stone but on a different path, the left fork instead of the right.

the young believe they live forever. i'm not that old but why do i feel so. been there, done that. not many things i cant say i've not done in one sense or another. so much new things to experience if only i'll bother to look out for them. i guess everyone grows up once in a while. maybe it's time for me to start growing again.

if you could freeze one period in your life and relive it over and over and over. where nothing changes and ur in the "happiest" time of your life. would you do it? imagine the bliss your will feel. you'll never get bored, feel that it's stale or simply get sick of it because ur having the time of your life. is this what nirvana is supposed to be? but what is living if not for the change. no doubts, heart ache and pain. would you do it? give up all other possibilities for this guarenteed state, for better or worst. would you do it?

people from my past are suddenly reappearing in my life again. some in a big way, others not so big. but they're rocking the very foundations of my beliefs, morals and life. where i used to say "touch and go", "happy go lucky". KARMA. not prepared to see some of them again. in fact never want to see some of them. but well, how big is this tiny island. bullocks. BULLOCKS.

many songs sing about the eternal triangle, a man, a beautiful woman and love. well most songs at least. ever wondered why chinese songs only sing about love? it's like the scope for chinese songs is so narrow. take a mental note of all the chinese songs u know and tell me how many of them are NOT related to love. then again, most songs in one way or another relate to love. are we listening to what the singers want us to hear? or are they singing what we want to hear?

ever tried the road to self discovery? been trying to do that since i started writing this blog. for ever road that i discover, i reach a cross road with 10 more unexplored paths. is it possible to truely know oneself? to be able to look oneself straight in the face and say " your a insecure, possesive and immature fucker." well, i feel most cannot face up to this reality and continue to hide from themselves. myself included.

A Boy's Past Time.

many years back after the lauch of command and conquer (yes command and conquer the 1st one ever released), i tot my gaming days were over. no doubt i still played games on and off but never had i experienced the same gripping, addictive power of a computer game ever again. at the tender age of 17 i decided my gaming days were over. of course there were games that appeared that took my breathe away. games such as diablo, heroes of might and magic, rome total war and the many simulater games. but no more would i stay glued for hours and hours, days at a time trying to blast the evil empire to bits (x-wing), or ridding the empire of rebel sum (tie-fighter) or simply playing both sides against each other in a cleverly written script where u get to use the best of both worlds (x-wing vs tie-fighter). for those who think that i'm once again spewing nonsense outta my mouth, i have this to say. SCREW U. these are actual games released in actual chronological order. there. yet another time i amaze u cynical bastards out there.

but after many moons, i've met a game who's more than a match for me. Knights Of The Old Republic. 2. also known as KOTOR2. this game i bought on impulse, costing me a freaking $20 bucks. but after traveling all the fucking way to tampines i was reluctant to return home empty handed... so there, now begins my bondage to KOTOR2. the storyline is simply amazing and not having played KOTOR1 makes it even better. i was addicted from the moment they placed me on the ebon hawk, and to my utter suprise, not as a jedi/jedi apprentice or some usual small fuck. but i'm a droid, yeah u read me right, somethin like artoo detoo.. it was wicked.

anyway enough about the game, wat shocked me was that i decided to forgo a movie with a chick just to stay at home to play KOTOR2...
can u imagine that! that was how sick lah... for the 1st time in a LONG time i actually found a game more enduring than a gal. but then again, the gal was nothing fantastic anyway, just wanted to past time with someone of the opposite sex instead of seeing linco again. (this is EXACTLY the kinda things pple should not post on their blogs least pple start thinking ur shallow)

anyways, it's nice getting addicted to a game again. i just hope this is the only time in yet another very long while.

This Tingly Feeling

jealousy. wat is jealousy?

1)Fearful or wary of being supplanted; apprehensive of losing affection or position.
2)Resentful or bitter in rivalry; envious:
a)jealous of the success of others.
b)Inclined to suspect rivalry.
3Having to do with or arising from feelings of envy, apprehension, or bitterness: jealous thoughts.
4)Vigilant in guarding something: We are jealous of our good name.
5)Intolerant of disloyalty or infidelity; autocratic: a jealous God.

how does one rid oneself of jealousy. some say can we only be free of jealousy when we're not afriad of losing the other person? and should this be true, how much can we say we love the other party when we are not afriad of losing them? or am i just too immature to understand this concept. " my friends keep telling me, that if u really love her u got to set her free and if she returns in time, i'll know she's mine. but tell me where do i start..." tell me where do i start learning.

others preach that are we ought to love without condition without expectations, thus negating the feeling of disappointment when sometime does go wrong. again, is this valid? it's seems as good as signing a contract with ur spouse before marriage dividing the assets should you ever decide to get a divorce. where is the holy matrimony in this, where is the trust. can there be love without trust? or are we on different frequencies now, women are from venus and men are from mars. why am i on jupiter. or am i?

yet again some say that it all boils down to trust. trust. so easy to lose, so hard to earn. it takes nothing more than a rumour to shake the very foundations of trust. yet, months and months companionship and frienship before the buds of trust start to blossom. imagine hearing someone tell u that they ur gf's/ gal ur interested in is seeing a lot of this guy and ur stuck in the army. there's no feeling of jealousy? not 1 drop? leave me a note if u do not. ENLIGHTEN ME OH SO HOLY ONE.

or am i just jaded. unable to accept that people can be wholesome without agenda. that not everyone is suspectible to temptation or loneliness. that trust is not such a dirty word after all.

fastball running thru my head now, dun ask me why. it just is. go listen to them, too bad they were a one hit wonder. u can only imagine wat other kinda good shit they can come up with. digressing but i really dun care. wondering the highway, i'm happier there today.

anyone can see the road that they walk on is paved in gold.

it's always summer they'll never get cold.

they'll never get hungry they'll never get old and grey.

u can see the shadows wondering off somewhere, they wun make it home but they really dun care.

they wanted the highway they're happier there today. today.....

Lyla

Calling all the stars to fall
And catch the silver sunlight in your hands
Call for me to set me free
Lift me up and take me where I stand

She believes in everything
And everyone and you and yours and mine
I waited for a thousand years
For you to come and blow me off my mind

Hey LYLA
The stars about to fall...
So what you say LYLA
The world around us makes me feel so
Small LYLA
If you can't hear me call
Then I can't say LYLA
Heaven help you catch me if I fall

She's the queen of all I've seen
And every song and city far and near
Heaven help me mademoiselle
She rings the bell for all the world to hear

Hey Lyla
The stars about to fall
So what you say LYLA
The world around us makes me feel so
Small Lyla
If you can't hear me call
Then I can't say Lyla
Heaven help you catch me when I fall

oasis - lyla

Be Gone Now Thy Bane Of Man!

WOMEN. the most annoying, distressing, cunning and vindictive creatures ever to grace the face of this earth.

case study 1:

let's call this specimen agent m. i met agent m at the begnning of school.at that point of time nothing struck me in agent m, she was just a normal (means i have absolutely no interest in her) looking girl. slim, pettite and rich. mother fuckingly, balls droppingly rich. but that's not the point. in abt 2 sems in sch i've know a fair number of guys who have gone gaga over her.... and i mean gaga. they behave like a fucking retard when they see her. they start reading into everything and anything that she does. take for example, if they do not see agent m on msn messanger for anything longer than 3 days they're convinced that she's placed them on the block list.... and just for the record, i do not think agent m has blocked anyone but rather she's busy due to work and has not been online. and i have not seen agent m online for a long time too. which means to say a) she's really not online which is wat i'm inclined to believe. or 2) she's blocked me too.... (damn shit if i find out she did someone's gonna get it.) and dun misunderstand agent m, she does not go out of her way flaunting her body or acting cute to get the guys attention. rather, i think it's her aloofness and lesbian tendencies that causes the guys' testerone (i know its the wrong spelling) level sky rocketing. and she does it so subconciously and naturally it's freaky. to all males who do not want to be too disappointed. steer clear of agent m less u are attracted to her too.

case study 2:

in my previous posts i've mentioned some of my friends who've gotten their hearts ripped out? well one of them, let's call her v, for vindictive. anyhow's v's heart was ripped out shoved up her ass but in the true blue fashion of a particular school in singapore (the gals from DUNMAN HIGH SCHOOL and METHODIST GIRLS SCHOOL are the worst. so take ur pick, fifty fifty. mgs? is that ur final choice? congrats,u may proceed to the next stage.) she then set out on operation vengence. 1st, she hacked into his msn account... can u believe that!!! 1st, she's a complete computer idiot, installing a simple program is beyond her capabilities. but using old trial and error method she managed to hack into his msn account.in the process she discovers that if u key in the wrong password for more than 10 times u get locked out for 15 mins. if u do that yahoo messanger, it's a cool 24 hrs. lucky for her, he's using msn messanger. anyway's once ur in someone's msn account, u can just imagine the damage one can wreck there. to top it off, she hacked into his friendster's account, screwed ard with his school's email etc etc etc. just the tot of wat she did sends shivers down my spine. just thinking of it now raises my goose pimples... women, do not cross them.

case study 3:

let's call this gal XFE, she's actually a combination of 3 gals, i'm in no mood to go into detail of wat each gal has done to me so we'll roll them all together and see wat we can come up with. cheerios! xfe is in the habit of calling me and asking me to perform the most absurb things for them. ie, buyin a cup of coffee for them when we DO NOT STAY side by side. and even if we did which xfe has pointed out, ADRIAN DOES NOT STAY BESIDE COFFEE BEAN. get that in ur numbskull. and when adrian pointly refuses to do anything abt getting her that cup of coffee xfe gets angry with adrian and wages a anti adrian campaign. imagine that. now it seems like i'm the bad guy cause i do not want to go out of my house to get her a cup of coffee. xfe is also in the habit of just forgetting that there's always something called the bill... amazing aint she. she just leaves the table, collects the movie tickets as if it's sponsored by the government. i mean once, yeah probably i'll be nice. twice, i'm going wat the fuck. three fucking times and i'm like hey bitch, where's ur money... u aint my gf for crying out loud and i aint chasing u. and advice to all men, ask for ur money back the 1st time. cause shld u ask them for ut the 3rd time, u'll prob get an ans along the lines of "fine, since u want to be so calculative. etc etc etc. and it'll end with a if it were me i wun even ask for it back." so there, heed my advice, ignore it if ur father fucking prints money or u fucking own a money tree that grows $50 bills.

case study 4:

i've got to go off to fetch a gal that was supposed to meet me at 2pm, it's now 4. who blamed me for her being late because i didnt call her... which i did, but her hp was not with her. who was supposed to come pick me up, but has no car today. and she offered to come to my house before we go off to buy some stuff despite the things she might be carryin but has since renaged on her word claiming she cant carry 4 ladles... those ladles must be made of lead.

beware my friends. and to all the people who read this, stop thinking that the people i talk about is refering to u. cause it's not. and if u keep insisting that it is refering to u, u know u must have done something like this every once in the while to feel like how ur feeling.

cheers!

Mission Impossible

i've received one of the most absurd and outrageous demand ever demanded of me in my life. even the seemingly impossible and outrageous demands (both mentally and physically) that the army sometimes imposes on me pales in comparison to this. it's not impossible. it's simply not possible.

The task at hand:
to return a Polar Bear (pb for short) to it's owner (my ex girlfriend the big C for short). a short history lesson before i proceed. according to the BIG C. this pb was given to me after it was given to her for being the player of the tournament in some netball competition. so as a declaration of her love, she decided to give it to me. fine, nice and simple. but it was given some 6 yrs ago... come on... AND IT'S A small PB!!! it's not exactly the biggest prize in my possession. to make things worst, I HAVE NO RECOLLECTION OF EVERY RECEIVING SUCH A THING. and having such a demand made on u right after u have just finished renovating ur house just makes things worst.deep down in my gut i think she somehow misplaced it and cant find it. but being the prideful woman that she is, she simply cannot accept the fact that she lost it. and me fitting so nicely into the time frame when she won the prize just happens to be the perfect scapegoat for her. a segment of the argument we had,

adrian says，"are u sure u gave it to me cause i dun think u did." the big c,"if u lost it i swear i'll hate u for life". adrian,"i'm not saying i lost it but are u sure u gave me to me. maybe u misplaced it or something cause i really dun remember u giving it to me.". the big c,"OF COURSEI GAVE IT TO U DUMBASS, WHO ELSE COULD I HAVE GIVEN IT TO! U BETTER FIND IT, OR ELSE!"

notice that nowhere in this short but fiery conversation does she even acknowledge the possibility that she DID NOT GIVE IT TO ME IN THE BLOODY 1ST PLACE. and all the while she just zooms in on the kill insisiting that i have it, leaving me no other way. like a shark on the scent of blood she moves in. Swift and Decisive, The Big C. how unreasonable can women get. it's unbelivable. simply astounding. to all the women reading this it is NOT JUST INTENDED TO BE a sweeping statement. it is a sweeping statement. so now, what are u gonna do? bite me? just try. i bite back.

now i'm being forced to find a gift i dun remember receiving. in a house that has just undergone renovation = everything's in a mess and all my stuff is a)packed in boxes b)thrown away. looking for something i that is 6yrs old. but all in all i have 2 things to say before the axe man comes to take my head off. 1, dun give anyone anything if u intend to get it back sometime later on in ur "insignificant life" quote unquote. 2, and if u just happened to make that mistake, suck it in and take it like a man. or a grown woman. but please fucking take it.

if nothing new is ever posted on this blog, u guys ought to know the reason and pray for my innocent soul that has passed onto a better life.

CHEERS!
ADRIAN ONG, an officer, a scholar a gentleman (in death).

Lying Naked On The Floor

Tramatised. i've been tramatised by the likes of a preschooler trapped in the body of a 20yr old. imagine the torment and suffering the poor soul has to go through, being caught in a limbo when she's neither here nor there. trapped, stuck and left walking in circles... who this creature is, u might wonder. for simplicity's sake, ler her be known as lulu. how did i end up in such a predicament, that left me torn, lying naked on the floor, read on.

it all began one tuesday night when i met lulu at suntec, she was there to repair her samsung handphone (btw, korean made goods are simply inferior. take for example the SPOILT korean made hp, the tuscani, which is made by HYUNDAI that also happens to be a korean company. here i feel the general publuc ought to be enlightened. as stylish and as sleek the tuscani looks. it is nothing more than a cheap marketing gimmick to cheat the uninformed and not car savy of their hard earned money. the car looks good and feels good ONLY from the driver's seat onward. move back to the passenger's seat and u'll be suprised! gone is the solid feel on the car, instead, cheap plastic and a hollow sounding interior shocks u. the metal wielding at the boot is simplay disgussting with absolutely no finesse and workmanship.), i was waiting to meet a friend for dinner. thus, we met to catch up. during the time we spent catching up we decided to meet up proper "one of these days", a wednesday night was decided on which forever sealed my fate.

wednesday afternoon, i was caught washing cars at some spastic car wash. it was $6 a car, with $2 coming to me, $2 going to my friend and $2 going to who else but the freaking boss. how this might seem a meager sum to be earning but do the maths old boy and soon, u'll want ur own petrol kiosk to wash cars. it takes 5 mins to wash 1 car, in a hour the maximum number of cars u can wash will be... okay, the ans is 12. give and take because we all know u wun be washing cars non-stop and neither will cars be coming in non-stop. thus, u wash 6 cars per hour. that's a whooping $12 per hour. now tell me how many jobs pay better and i'll take my hat off to u dear friend. and that's NOT INCLUDING waxing ur car. for a small flat fee of a FUCKING $80, we'll wax ur car for u. while waxing a car is labour intensive and time consuming, there's always machines to help out and there's nothing much to do but slack and take a break while waiting for the wax to dry. plus, the pay off for waxing is a cool $20 per car. hahaha! orgasimic i swear. in fact, i was so caught up washing cars that by the time i left it was 6pm ++. cool, 1 small prob, i was supposed to meet LULU at 530. haha. OOPS. well, ended up meeting her at eunos mrt at 630, well fine, i got there at 640.

dinner was great and the food not too bad, the only thing was the company. imagine seating at a table with a preschooler who talks too loud, whines and moans. if that wasnt bad enough, i had a complete moron screaming her head off and laughing like a mad man in my car, thank god it was in a enclosed environment and screw the devil that in was in an enclosed environment. 1stly, all praise to god above that it was in my car so no one else could hear or see her. 2ndly, an enclosed environment tends to amplify sound. take for example, a car. then through some cruel twist of fate, LULU discovered a weakness of mine. she found it so amusing she continuously exploited the weakness (much to my dismay)and as if that wasnt enough, she founf it so amusing she went into the mega decibls. IN MY CAR for goodness sake.

thus, the long and cruel oppression of LULU began. however, no empire can withstand the ravages of time. evil fades and good returns, good then fades and evil returns. soon, it was time to lulu to go home(hallelujah) and me, was left alone to my peace and solitude of the car.

phew.

phew again.

and finally, PHEW.

till next time.

p.s for all those who know THINK they know identity of lulu with refernece to the name lulu, please note that the name lulu was plucked from the endless and boundless deeps of my imagination. any resembalance to any people living or otherwise is purely coincidental.

Food for Thought

1. Sloppy is a state of mind; messy is a lack of time.
Christina Bultinck

2. Never go to bed mad. Stay up and fight.
Phyllis Diller

3. Young men think old men are fools; but old men know young men are fools.
Truman Capote

4. A word to the wise ain't necessary -- it's the stupid ones that need the advice.
Bill Cosby

5. Women need a reason for having sex, men just need a place.
Billy Crystal(Mitch)in City Slickers(1991)

6. Pleasure's couch is virtue's grave.
Augustine J Duganne

7. Rank does not confer privilege or give power. It imposes responsibility.
Louis Armstrong

8. Nearly all men can stand adversity, but if you want to test a man's character, give him power.
Abraham Lincoln

9. To know the pains of power, we must go to those who have it; to know its pleasures, we must go to those who are seeking it.
Charles Caleb Colton

10. What lies in our power to do, it lies in our power not to do.
Aristotle

11. Change your thoughts and you change your world.
Norman Vincent Peale

12. Vision without action is merely a dream. Action without vision just passes the time. Vision with action can change the world.
Joel Barker

13. If the facts don't fit the theory, change the facts.
Albert Einstein

14. In times like these, it is helpful to remember that there have always been times like these.
Paul Harvey

15. In a time of drastic change, it is the learners who inherit the future. The learned find themselves equipped to live in a world which no longer exists.
Eric Hoffer

16. Instead of giving a politician the keys to the city, it might be better to change the locks.
Doug Larson

17. Success is never permanent, and failure is never final.
Mike Ditka

18. Yes, risk-taking is inherently failure-prone. Otherwise, it would be called sure-thing taking.
Tim McMahon

19. If you're not failing every now and again, it's a sign you're not doing anything very innovative.
Woody Allen

20. Sometimes I worry about being a success in a mediocre world.
Lily Tomlin

21. We worry about what a child will be tomorrow, yet we forget that he is someone today.
Stacia Tauscher

22. A positive attitude may not solve all your problems, but it will annoy enough people to make it worth the effort.
Herm Albright

23. The test of courage comes when we are in the minority; the test of tolerance comes when we are in the majority.
Ralph W. Sockman

24. Suppose you were an idiot and suppose you were a member of Congress. But I repeat myself.
Mark Twain

25. I don't think of the past. The only thing that matters is the everlasting present.
W. Somerset Maugham

26. You can't build a reputation on what you are going to do.
Henry Ford

27. An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind.
Mahatma Gandhi

28. In taking revenge, a man is but even with his enemy; but in passing it over, he is superior.
Sir Francis Bacon

29. If we are bound to forgive an enemy, we are not bound to trust him.
Thomas Fuller

30. He who builds a better mousetrap these days runs into material shortages, patent-infringement suits, work stoppages, collusive bidding, discount discrimination--and taxes.
H. E. Martz

31. Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I'm not sure about the former.
Albert Einstein

32. A drink a day keeps the shrink away.
Edward Abbey

33. On a tombstone: "I TOLD YOU I WAS SICK"
Anonymous

34. I had some words with my wife, and she had some paragraphs with me.
Anonymous

35. If you want your spouse to listen and pay strict attention to every word you say, talk in your sleep.
Anonymous

36. Not all chemicals are bad. Without chemicals such as hydrogen and oxygen, for example, there would be no way to make water, a vital ingredient in beer.
Dave Barry

37. Abstainer: a weak person who yields to the temptation of denying himself a pleasure.
Ambrose Bierce

38. The problem with the world is that everyone is a few drinks behind.
Humphrey Bogart

39. "Sir, if you were my husband, I would poison your drink." --Lady Astor to Winston Churchill
"Madam, if you were my wife, I would drink it." --His reply

40. A girl phoned me the other day and said .... Come on over, there's nobody home. I went over. Nobody was home.
Rodney Dangerfield

41. Ninety percent of the politicians give the other ten percent a bad reputation.
Henry Kissinger

A jug half full

to kick things off, i made the most brillant, amazing and wonderful discovery today. if u read back, u'll realised that i consider any wage below $6/hr working for free. and if i tot working at starbucks at $4.5/hr was bad. i've got a friend who's earning five bucks. and it's FIVE FUCKING BIG ONES A DAY. yes u read me right. she get's five bucks a day working. BULLOCKS! and to top it off, it's five bucks BEFORE cpf deduction. HAHAHA! imagine that, it suddenly makes working at star bucks so attractive. but then again, she's a social worker so money doesnt matter. then again, why wasnt i suprised that i had to pay for lunch.

after so glamourously losing my job, i painfully dragged my fat ass off to attempt to land me another job. and all that dragging landed me at shaw plaza looking for a company called Dickson... who the hell would call their company dickson. it's the epitome of uncool, i swear. but the pay's decent. plus there's commission if i can coeherce anyone to purchase their products. and even if no one falls for my strong arm tatics, the basic pay is more than enough to make me smile. yet another win win situation for the ever opportunist. well in order to land the dream job u had to go down for a flaming interview and since the newspaper cutting said anytime after 10am, i decided to go down at 130. it's not that far off ya? only some 3 and a half hours after opening. but when i got there at 130, to my utter horror and disappointment, i was told that the boss had taken the day off. and all i had to do was to fill in some form and leave it at that desk. as if that'll land me a job... BALLS TO U i say. but fuck it, there's always other jobs to find (i firmly believe there's always a job out there as long as ur not picky) and it has to be a minium of $6/hr (i;m not being picky now, it's called pragmatic) and definately not $5 a day. HAHA, dun i just love to rub the salt in.

All calm on the eastern front.

life is stupendous! for now that is. i just quit my job, the gal i'm interested in (let's call her X for now. I KNOW, HOW FUCKING ORIGINAL CAN THAT BE? but seriously FUCK OFF.) is aboard and cant be bothered to contact me. friends around my proximity are going thru emotional trama. i'm broke partly cause i lost my job and partly cause my parents THINK i'm employed so they've decided to let me fend for myself, which is really no one's fault except mine being too freaking proud to tell them and take their money. plus i'm in debt thanks to an argument with X which left me with a car accident. haha how much better can life get u might be wondering. ah, but there is where the beauty lies. in oblivion.

to set things straight, 1st i'm not suicidal and neither am i in depression. there's this calm that i'm feeling now that is really undescribable. being suddenly cut adrift from my job is so enlightening. esp the look on my bosses face when i told her. and walking out the front door at 3 in the afternoon after getting her to sign my pay check. WOW. u might think someone who's lost his job wld be depressed but the word is FREEDOM!! (at least for as long as the money lasts.) to the next point, having ur friends around u going emotional trama can make u feel good. for starters, u can thank god that u're not that sad ass that's just got ur heart ripped out and shoved up ur ass. 2ndly, thank the lord that no matter how sad ur life seems now, it's comforting to know that there's someone else worst off than u. last but not least, it gives u a good reason to call someone up and just give them a piece of ur fucking mind for placing ur friend in such a situation. and when u roll all of these together, it's orgasmic. next, having a car accident. this might seem catastrophic to many, but imagine having someone DONATE $$$ to repair ur entire bloody shitting car!! haha, now how often does that happen?? HA! and finally abt X? there's always a Y and Z somewhere out there. so how bad can life get?

always look on the bright side of life! haha no matter how bad it gets it can either get worst, or it can get better... or MAYBE u'll just be stuck there. since being stuck there or getting better is better than it getting worst, statistically. there is a 66.66666666666666 chance that things will not be worst, now isnt that a cause for celebration? so worry not, and slap the dust off the bum cause STATISCALLY, things are in ur favour.

Jobs

Working life is just not my cup of tea. who ever thought that it can be so difficult to sit still in an office. i swear working life is just another form of bondage created just solely to occupy the lonely and overly imaginative human mind. looking back at my life i wonder just how often i cld just fucking sit back, relax take my 2 sips worth of vodka and watch the world pass me by. watching the world pass u by can be such a pleasure and i wld recommend it to all who have been so caught up in this rat race. for maybe a month, a week, a day. just put everything aside, sit in some obsure part of town and simply watch the world. P.S, this shld not be done with an assignment due the next day, or having work/school. imagine trying to lose urself and watch the world pass u by with 20% of ur semester's grades pending on a project due the next day... i'm sure u'll be so fucking able to do that with a peace of mind.

back to my main topic. working life, yes. after 22 yrs and a whole serious of jobs at bars, retaurents, car washes, i've managed to land a job. a prim and proper job at Citibank, u can just imagine the look on my mom's face when i told her i was working at citibank instead of some pub or bar along MS or Clarke Quay. the pay is nothing fantastic little over my personal minimal wage, if u ask me, anything less than $6 per hour is as good as fucking working for bloody free... imagine working at STAR BUCKS which pays $4.50 per hour. after 10 hrs u wld have made, hey FOURTY FIVE DOLLARS! after u deduct CPF, transport and meals, i swear ur one mighty sad person. no stabs at all the mighty fine star bucks workers, i seriously admire ur lack if ambition and ease of contentment. it's AMAZING. and it also extends to all the holiday workers at macdonalds, burger king etc etc. u get my drift. HA! just eat me. note, i've specified holiday workers = undergrads working during the holidays. for god's sake ur an undergrad, at least land a higher paying job and no stupid reasons such as 1) that's the standard rate of F&B (BALLS TO U MY FRIEND) 2) i just want to work part time and part time jobs dun pay too well (fuck u. look at mine u wuss...) 3) i dun care, i'm happy working there. (i'm sure u'll be so happy when i meet u during the weekends)

good luck working there u suckers. in the mean time, if u read this and u see a smirk on some dumbass customer u know why.

CHEERS!