In order to ensure that the option of having a roof over my head in 35 yrs time will not be withdrawn,
I've decided to update this humble space of mine in order to pacify my provider.

Right,
so what have I been up to lately?

Nothing much,
and I do mean nothing much.

The most exciting purchase I made recently has got to be the 4.2ml Pental liquid paper
which cost me a whopping $2.50 after discount.
Gone were the days when u can buy the 12ml one for $3.80 with a super power Pental eraser
thrown in as free gift to sweeten the deal.
The price of that very long-life product has since escalated to $4.50
since the last time I bought it,
which was more than 3 yrs ago.

*HUGE SIGH*

Life is getting harder!!

So the most exciting thing that happened has got to be the violence in the office resulting in
the once-in-a-lifetime-experience of having warm tea soak thru the denim of my jeans,
the struggle to wash it out,
as well as the professionalism in continuing to work and assist the idiots who call in with increasing retardedness,
standing on my feet the whole time while waiting for the wetness on my butt to dry,
and the aroma of teh to fade away.

The cause of the violence?
I can't seem to recall.
Must be some really insignificant spark.
The source of the violence though,
permeates my memory vividly.

No wonder they say mistresses have no say,
and that ultimately,
they will be used and tossed away
once the provider has found someone new.

And my provider has found someone new.

*huge sigh*

So what else have I been up to?
Nope,
I haven't gone clubbing,
neither have I touched alcohol since the yr started.

I've been fighting with the PRCs and Indonesians for study tables in SIM.
But apparently,
because of the weird cultures and beliefs of these foreigners,
for instance our fellow Chinese don't wash their hands after they finish their business in the toilets,
they actually have developed some really special powers such that we Singaporeans can never defeat them when it comes to fighting for tables and talking at an impossibly high pitch and tone.
And because I refuse to learn from them,
and coat my hands in germs and what-have-you,
I have gradually meditated and obtained a higher level of attainment by
transforming into a part of the furniture in Ngee An poly's library.

Also,
I've been keeping to my word
of training in order to participate as a referee in the next world cup,
by leavin my prints on the ONLY BLUE TRACK in Singapore,
together with my 小朋友, Wee Jie Yin.

Well,
the exercise is extremely necessary
as I bought my new yr clothes really early,
and besides the perceived outcome risk of these apparels losing their fashionability,
these days of isolation and attempted mugging is really detrimental to my already gone figure.


So I face the risk of not being able to FIT as well.

And I've also found out a really interesting thing this week from my new friends over at the
BBC world service about the lives of doctors, healthcare professionals and intellectuals over at Poland.
And since my provider had ceased her add-a-knowledge section,
I've decided to share this tidbit of info with everyone so that we can all be

Intellectual 正妹s!!

Apparently, it is common for them to hold two jobs in order to sustain their living.
This is attributed to the remnants of the comuunist state that they were previously.
In the past,
educated people were viewed as a threat to stability while labourers,
people who worked the lands with their hands were seen as assets.
Although central control has already been abolished,
sadly,
the mentality still remains.
So one of the alternatives that Polish doctors actually did in order to not hold an additional job,
is to drive 12hrs to neighbouring Aberdeen in Britain to take house calls once every other weekend,
since the English doctors make more than enough to reject these long journeys and tiring assignments.

So yes,
now u see why I haven't been blogging,
my life is just TOO entertaining to be captured in words.

Back to marketing essay~

While my girlfriends and I bid 2007 a fond goodbye,
we were mulling over our pathetic financial states.
So like what we said last year,
we are gonna go budget this yr when it comes to bdays.

You know wat they say abt 22nd bdays and all subsequent ones,
they're just supposed to just quietly fade into the background,
the less memorable,
the better,
because tt means
u get another excuse to "forget" ur age
or,
"under-report" :P

This means no more Glam Glam luxurious gourmet cuisine,
just the
fan-blow-until-hair-fly-everywhere-like crazy-woman coffeeshop food,

Crazy company,


and shocking revelations....

Now speaking of shocking revelations,
Bestie shocked the shit out of me when she finally admitted tt
我再也不是她生命中最重要的女人了

"If I were a guy, I wld marry Dew. Dugu ah, I'll just cohabit with her"

Following that were similar sentiments expressed by the others
with words like

fling
affair
mistress

being hurled at me.

Great.

I was just telling my fren, Wee Jie Yin,
during managerial econs earlier on
that I am exceptionally tired today
due to a sleepless night.

*sigh*

JUST BECAUSE I HAF COMMITTMENT ISSUES DOESN'T MEAN THAT I'M PROMISCUOUS OK!!!!!

Grr!!!

So I was brooding over my image today,
and of cos I considered putting what I learnt from ESAP to use- Impression Management

But before I embarked on such drastic measures,
I thought I'd take on Ms Alicia's suggestion and expand my sample size first.

So I leaned forward,
prayed tt Manfred,
my sexy,
balding,
chikopek ME lecturer did not notice me,
and popped the question to Mr G.

"Will u marry me?"

"Let me see the ring first."

-_-!!

"K la, let me think abt it."

A few seconds later, my hp vibrated.
I opened my inbox,
and this was what I saw

<< Yes :) >>

I am going to sleep well tonight.
Finally.

*phew*

You know,
althoh I've ascertain for myself today that I do not come across as an indecent girl,
the kind that mothers hate and fathers like,
I did learn sth about the girls and I.

We are really,
closet MCPs.

Wowo, my pretty girlfren made this comment

"k la k la if u're willing to give birth, I will marry u la"

while Tang tang, the girl in a man's body said this to me last night

"老婆娶了放在家里不需要穿衣服的吗。Maintain 那个家等我会来就够了"

Yes, thank goodness they're both ladies.
Hate to think of the fate of their wives if they were married men.
Just imagine,
one getting married for the soul purpose of procreation,
meaning what?
Treating the wife as nothing more than a child-bearing machine?
And the other,
even worst,
expects the wife to be a full-time sex-worker and part-time maid.

I digressed :X

My point is, even myself,
if I were a guy,
would not marry someone like myself.

Because I'd want someone gentle and soft,
to shower me with tender loving care,
and my herd of children with motherly warmth,
a nurturing,
empathetic,
smiley woman who bakes the most delicious cookies
and a very friendly,
rounded,
protruding rump.

It's the traditional woman that comes to everyone's mind.
A girlfriend is a completely different thing altogether thoh.

And it's sth interesting to think abt,
that even girls,
if given a chance to be in a man's shoes,
will instinctively crave for the power to lord over women.

And if you do think further,
does this mean tt deep down inside,
we females actually accept this unequal,
arbitrary power difference?

There's a comforting warmth in familiarity and routine.
A sort of trust that you know is there and that it cannot be breached.
And over the years,
I'd have thought that we've exhausted all available topics of conversation.
I'd have thought that we've exhausted all available activities.
I'd have thought that we've alrdy eaten everything there is to eat (within budget of cos)
Surprises lie in wait.



Change is the only constant in life,
and I admit that we all changed.
Maturity is a sort of change isn't it?

I remember some time back in carl's junior,
bestie said that I'm growing to have a temper and she'll learn to deal with the new me.
I've always had a temper,
I'm just growing more vocal abt it :P

While Bestie is struggling with the starting up of her dog-leasing services,
I'm struggling with the continuous struggle of committing things into memory
and of cos,
getting my bearings and searching for my long-lost sense of directions.

While my man in a girl's body,
Tang Tang is growing to become an aspiring variety show producer cum cameraman,
my kindest friend Dew is growing to become a very spoilt housewife.

While my very pretty fren wo is still battling for her rights to life,
and coming to terms with cold reality,
my sweetest fren ewe phua phua is learning the very undesirable quality of being independent.

You know,
growing up and loving someone is a funny thing.
I used to wonder how some girlfriends can stand abusive boyfriends and still tell me that it's because they love them.

Love is a funny thing.

Because when you love someone,
you'll want to be there with them every step of the way.
Even when chemistry and the stardust fizzles out,
even when they grow into someone else,
a different person from the one you loved initially.

Maybe because the thing you love is the quality and essence of the being.

Because I love the quality and essence of these 5 beings,
that something about them that I can't put a finger to,

Let growing up be the only change in the beautiful constant that is our friendship.

Happy new year everyone!!!!