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    Saturday, November 28, 2009, 11/28/2009 02:12:00 AM

    dear w,

    i only know you for 2 weeks or 3, i don't remember, and i felt compelled to write to you.

    your picture is cute, like absolutely boy-cute, i can see myself hanging out with you and if sparks fly, i may even have a thing or 2 with you, not only sexual, of course.

    so being the adventurous or rather "let's see how this goes" one, i took the initiative to contact you after you gave me your email and contact number. it all started it off with slow and then proceeded with steady stream of smses with some being flirtatious (men and women basic form of communication begins with a flirt, you told me that btw.).

    so i took it all in good stride and some good-natured flirting back as well. you have drive, ambition, witty, gets my lingo, young and SINGLE (ahem). so i agreed to meet you to give you or us a chance at being friends. or something more.

    i think there was a mis-communication somewhere that you mis-lead me with your picture. still cute, but i need to find YOU SOMEWHERE IN YOU. however, staying true to yourself, you were funny, great conversationlist and had to show me magic (which i conveniently forgot to mention a magic babe is my good friend, don't want to break ur ego).

    instead of flying, sparks fizzled out because i find myself not able to get intimate with you and that's one important thing in a r/s, i realized.

    trust me, i tried. i tried to look beyond but i just can't. i don't know why but i am not mature enough to handle this, or in some comfort, this is not the fate, yet. and maybe i do need to adjust my expectations.

    and also because i am the most shallow person i ever known, someone should force me to watch SHALLOW HAL like 10000 times on repeat, marathon style.

    i do like you as a friend but i think you should stop being so "NICE" and "ATTRACTED" to me because i am not able to activate that kind of feelings anymore. i am not attractive, i am fat, i crack lame jokes, i say the dumbest things sometime, i'm lazy, i look like shit most of the time.

    it's not you, it's me.

    i won't defend myself or other girls saying omg, jas you should so give him a chance, if things work out in the future, u never know. honestly, i don't really have the patience for investment, waiting for the bonds to mature. i'm young, i'm eager and i want things now the way i want it. if not, hey easy come easy go (hey sarah :)).

    so i say, it's not you, it's me.

    nevertheless, let's take it slower and let nature takes its course k.

    from the deepest shallow (such irony) person ever,
    j




    Wednesday, November 25, 2009, 11/25/2009 10:05:00 AM

    everybody knows i quit my job and i have a 3 months notice period to fulfill. however, due to some talking from my HR and whatever god my boss decides to see, my notice period has been shortened to 1 month, which technically my last day will be somewhere the 2nd week of Dec.

    HOWEVER, my boss has kindly requested that i do come back to help out the new girl if I can because she's a tender greenhorn whom has never done events before (omg good luck to her because this industry's such a bitch and please dont let her turn out like me). which i just "orh" not a promise, not a disagreement either.

    the thing that's eating me inside is because i have an event on 15 Jan whom i swear i don't want to take on because shirley my ex boss used to service them and fucking kisses their ass just because they cater to the rich. let me tell you, i don't care if they are god, they are rich and powerful because if you are not nice, you are not nice. i don't have to kowtow to you just because. besides i'm the sub-event contractor, i'm not even the main event contractor. so really, please allow them to go fuck themselves. so the thing is if i take the 1 month, i still have to follow up for the Jan event. if i take up the 3 months, i'll just take the salary and do nothing which frustates me because i cannot do nothing. i need to work, i need to do something and also i don think my boss is that stupid to give me money for doing.. nothing. easy to say right. but then don't forget, i have other pending/confirmed jobs to commit to. so if i start a new job, i may have to be excused at times so that i can fulfill my "unfinished" business.

    SO MOTHERFUCKING HOW. let me tell you, my boss has finally came to terms that i'm leaving because he didn't come to the office for 1 week, supposedly to avoid me. i'm not his lover, i'm his employee, why can't he be a man and face the fucking truth that i'm finally leaving and i am not going to look back. as usual, he runs away from the problems, leaving me with all these unwanted issues.

    so this issue is like a ghost, it cannot rest until you exorcise the fucking thing which i'm trying to but no, the ghost actually runs away. if i can put a bullet through the head. trust me i tried to face the problem because that's what i do everyday but no, the problem don't want to face me and it's getting very tiring because i cannot move on.

    so anyway i'm gonna leave in Dec, regardless. and for January event, i'm goin to turn it down and let him sub to other people because i really cannot care anymore. i need to let go.

    and it's really eating me inside because how can a simple issue be so complicated. it involves my career, i'm already 25, i need to choose my next step carefully and if opportunities arise, am i just going to let go because i have a ghost trailing?

    and speaking of opportunities also, if you are an employer and you know that this potential employee could be the best investment, are you gonna let go just because this person has studies issues where she's willing to forgo, mentioned in the 2nd interview as well? this analogy - people want food on table, waiter loves to serve but also want to cook, restaurant owner wants waiter because shes' the best, waiter is willing to drop everything to learn cooking. restaurant owner cannot reach a compromise because it's either waiting or cooking. BUT THE WAITER IS ALREADY WILLING TO DROP EVERYTHING.

    anyway the waiter should just fuck the restaurant and go find somewhere where she can spread her wings to be the jill of her fucking trade.

    i'm living day by day, day by fucking day.

    and your mom has to rub salt by having this cocky attitude, i feel like slapping her face.




    Tuesday, November 24, 2009, 11/24/2009 06:38:00 PM




    Sunday, November 22, 2009, 11/22/2009 11:59:00 PM

    Been There, Done That
    You can’t collect women like souvenirs, even if you do love them all. Eventually, the See Rock City bumper sticker will find out about the I Heart NY t-shirt, and it won’t be pretty.



    Your Number
    Truthfully, I didn’t care who you slept with, or how many.


    salutation to pea-hood!




    Saturday, November 21, 2009, 11/21/2009 01:40:00 PM

    i'm always on the look-out for a drug that can take away pain.

    however, not only the doctor gave me the wrong prescription, he gave me another kind of drug that will make you go light-headed. you know the song that goes "boom boom pow"? exactly that kind of feeling.

    and that light-headedness is addictive, it weakens your mind,body and soul, enhances your cravings and you'll go slightly mad thinking about it. it sure doesn't help that the attractive doctor ups your dosage every once in a while.

    and i will turn out exactly like michael jackson.




    Thursday, November 12, 2009, 11/12/2009 03:31:00 PM



    I just woke up from a fuzzy dream
    You never would believe those things that I had seen
    I looked in the mirror and I saw your face
    You looked right through me, you were miles away

    All my dreams they fade away
    I'll never be the same
    If you could see me the way you see yourself
    I can't pretend to be someone else

    You always love me more, miles away
    I hear it in your voice, we're miles away
    You're not afraid to tell me, miles away
    I guess we're at our best when we're miles away

    So far away
    So far away
    So far away
    So far away
    So far away
    So far away
    So far away
    So far away

    When no one's around then I have you here
    I begin to see the picture, it becomes so clear
    You always have the biggest heart,
    When we're six thousand miles apart

    Too much of no sound
    Uncomfortable silence can be so loud
    Those three words are never enough
    When it's long distance love

    You always love me more, miles away
    I hear it in your voice, we're miles away
    You're not afraid to tell me, miles away
    I guess we’re at our best when we're miles away

    So far away
    So far away
    So far away
    So far away
    So far away
    So far away
    So far away
    So far away

    I'm alright, don't be sorry, but it's true
    When I'm gone you'll realize
    That I'm the best thing that happened to you

    You always love me more, miles away
    I hear it in your voice, we're miles away
    You're not afraid to tell me, miles away
    I guess we're at our best when we're miles a-a-away...

    You always love me more, miles away
    I hear it in your voice, we're miles away
    You're not afraid to tell me, miles away
    I guess we're at our best when we're miles away

    So far away
    So far away




    Tuesday, November 10, 2009, 11/10/2009 04:34:00 PM

    i submitted my letter today and u know what my boss did?

    he TORE the letter IN HALF. knnnnnnnnnccccbbbbb

    now everyone's tearing papers in front of me.

    GREATTTTTTTTTTTT.

    i'm still leaving.




    Monday, November 09, 2009, 11/09/2009 02:58:00 PM

    "If you don’t get what you want, it’s a sign either that you did not seriously want it, or that you tried to bargain over the price."

    rudyard kipling

    TODAY IS THE DAY TO QUITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT.

    SPARTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA




    Sunday, November 08, 2009, 11/08/2009 12:51:00 PM

    Organ Request
    I know you think I’m sexy. But I was asking for your heart, not your eyes.




    Sunday, November 01, 2009, 11/01/2009 10:06:00 PM

    I WANT TO TELL YOU GUYS SOMETHING!

    MY NEIGHBOUR RUNS A PROSTITUTION RING! or i think. my mom heard from the previous owner, the previous owner heard it from the neighbours. my mom also saw with her own eyes of different men entering/exiting from the same house.

    u see, i'm currently staying at this rented apt place at eunos for 3 months until i move into my new (hopefully fucking last time that i'm ever gonna move) place at bedok. and of course i'm staying with my parents, i'm chinese, young and i'm way too broke to get my own apt. UNLESS SOME KIND SOUL WOULD LOVE TO SHARE AN APT WITH ME. Pan Pacific Service Apartments?

    ANYWAY, I THINK IT'S SO COOL. like sexxxxxxxxxxx just next door. so awesome, will look over into her place every-day. sex in the living room, sex in the bedroom.

    i'm so glad october is over, damn fucking cheebye busy can. then november also, especially tomorrow onwards, cheebye overnight setup for ball watch exhibition. sibei sian, i no longer like production contracting work, waste my time. wait, i no longer like what im doing also, sibei sian everyday.

    OK STOP ASKING ME WHEN I'M QUITTING. wait wait, soon. wait til i'll drop a fothermucking bomb.

    i think my dad is so cool, office politics caused him to lose his temper and he quit on the spot. LIKE SIBEI COOL CAN. now i have every right to tell my boss that my father has quit his job, so we are gonna poor and i would need a higher-paying job so thank you and fuck you.

    :) x 100000000000000

    i love my mom for getting this eunos place and my dad for being so cool.

    my latest guilty pleasure: craigslist
    (fav entry: http://www.craigslist.org/about/best/phi/1363379397.html)

    useless piece of info (upi):http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bonobo
    gg rubbing.