after spending dance night grinding next to pea, and shaking my booty, she comes up with the conclusion that i might have potential as a "great dancer"...

haha.

thanks pea.

but i'm pretty sure that i'll probably keep my 'grindings' to strictly these amazon parties.
[which probably wouldn't happen again soon thanks to the fact that i'll be in jc...]

hmm...btw, pea.. we need to go tan the skin around our new eyebrows... or at least *i* need to...

they're a whole 3 shades lighter than my face.

it's one thing when you party the night away and finally wind down by 3.30am and wake up (by our own bodyclock) at 7.30am to party some more at the beach.

it's a totally different thing, when the next day, you party until 3.30am again and this time wake up to the screeching cell phone alarm (since the normal one's been smashed to pieces for being too loud by a rather irritated, groggy anjali.) and then realise...

"i have to report for work in half an hour."

*loud groaning moaning sound.*

8am to 6pm.

by the time i reached home it was 7.15pm.

stupid zulia refused to take a cab wih me and insisited that we would save money, if we walked in the rain and then froze under the freezing air con of the bus and then walked around again until we found the mrt station, and then had to be squashed by these disgusting old men. and then had to take a bus again. (i sacrificed by going the longer way so that i wouldn't have to be breathing in those disgusting old men's expired disgusting air instead all over again.)

ARGH.

worked for "dhl" today. you know, the ugly brown delivery company. they'd better be happy with those 216 candles i packed for their customers as christmas presents.

sheesh.

the days were much better last year around this time when i worked as an intern at the hospital and was paid almost double the salary and had 3 hour long lunches thanks to the supervisor.

good old days of sec 3 work experience..

maybe i can survive.

my mom's betting that i'll quit.

i'm staying on to spite her.

and my dad's just being...his weird old self..

me: I'M TIRED.
dad: why?
me: CAUSE I HAD TO GET HOME IN PEAK HOUR TRAFFIC IN PUBLIC TRANSPORT.
mom: *raises eyebrow* what's wrong with public transport? you're part of the public. deal with it.
me: IT'S THE CROWDED HOUR...IT'S DISGUSTING... besides, you two don't know anything. you both have your own cars which you always use.

(piece of info: daddy dearest has been in an mrt *twice* and *NEVER* on a public bus *EVER* since we came to singapore when i was 6.. talk abut the luxuries of having his own car..)

me: why can't we get a driver..
dad: cause drivers cost money. besides, we're not that rich. nor are we helpless. your mother and i are capable adults, who are able to drive our own cars. why do we need a driver to wheel us around when we are fully capable of wheeling ourselves around? (fyi, same speech my mom used when my dad asked why we can't have a maid. only difference? she added in the part about her not willing to allow "slavery")

back to the convo..
me: FOR ME.
dad: wait till your18.
mom: and while you're at it, work a little harder, maybe you'll save up enough money to buy your own small car.
me: THAT WILL TAKE FOREVER.
mom: oh well, guess you'll just have to learn how to cycle then, won't you.
me: THIS IS NOT THE KAMPONG.
dad: you work?
me: YEAH, I WORK, WHAT DO YOU THINK I'VE BEEN DOING TODAY?
dad: oh. i thought you kayaked up to the palawan islands again. anyway, why do you want to work? we provide *everythign* you need.. food..shelter..schooling... AND A TV.
me: which i share with the entire family..in the living room.
dad: how much are you getting? i tell you what, from now on, i will pay you *exactly* what your employer does. how about that?
me: no.

which was a stupid move on my part.
i would have gotten paid, for sitting around the house...
doing nothing.

which i so hotheadedly refused.

hmm..but maybe he doesn't understand. it's just boring sitting at home dong nothing. it's not exactly the work. it's the challenge.

that, by the way is the noble answer.

the honest answer?

i just want to get away from the house. there's no one there except me anway.

oh, and by the way, i didn't kayak up to the palawan islands.

i want to go there, and then hire a kayak and then kayak around.