Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Nuah..

Hm.

I didn't have to go into the office today.

So I woke up late.

Quite. Late.

12 noon late.

...

I don't know what to do with myself.

Nuah lor.... (-_-''')

Sunday, September 27, 2009

SHOPPING!!!

Nothing like some retail therapy to lift spirits a bit.

As mentioned in the previous post. I have a recruitment exercise to attend on Thursday. So in preparation for that and the rest of my potential working life, I decided that I needed some nice trousers and shoes suitable for the office. Cue shopping-partner-in-crime, SH.

We started around 4.30pm at Plaza Singapura and the entire excursion lasted until about 8.30pm at ION Orchard. 4 hours of shopping, which actually isn't very long. I'd say it's about standard. Mwahaha...

The results:
- 1 pair of grey dress pants from Dorothy Perkins with a slim dark purple belt to match
- 1 pair of walnut-grey shoes from Charles & Keith

YAY!! When the mood hits, I REALLY love shopping. I was actually also really tempted by a pair of wedges in MUJI but they were a bit pricey... Nevermind. They shall be the target of my next shopping spree. Nyahahah!!

SH!! Let's start planning our next shopping trip!! Although my wallet is slowly shrinking... (T_T)

I want more funky hats.

Return of the Siew Mai... All Rants Inclusive

Ok.

I confess. I'm done with University. I graduate in November. And...



I'm back in Singapore. I have been since the very beginning of September. Literally. I landed on the evening of the 1st.

I only told a couple of people, and that was only after I returned. A couple found out by accident. Some still think I'm on the other side of the world.

Well... HALLO! LOL...

*cough* Yes, well... The real purpose of this post is really just to start reviving this blog. Not that the contents are going to change very much. It's still basically just a rant blog. If you want something of substance, may I direct you to the BBC News website.

So let the ranting begin...

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What have I been doing since I came back? Looking for a job. Wasting time. Signing up for classes, some of which I will not be able to commit to if I do find a job, like the vocal lessons.

Yes, I'm learning how to sing... This time with proper technique!! Although I've had to cancel one class due to work.

Oh. I'm freelancing at the moment for Neko-chan's office.

I also received a phonecall on Thursday from a potential employer. Cool! It's a job with overseas opportunities, but the selection process looks tough. Hmmm... I don't know...

The JET programme has just opened applications for 2010 too. So that's definitely on my to-do list.

I sound like a boring person. Read those sentences. Boring. I can't believe that I used to be involved in the drama club throughout my Singapore education. I think I've lost all funk and drive to be creative. (T_T)

Despite that, I still stupidly and foolishly (yes, both. For emphasis) hold on to those thoughts that realistically speaking, belong in some mental trashcan. I'm 26, and probably destined to crawl through the fixed-income world, or walk the path of academia. I don't mind the thought of either, but they don't particularly excite me either. Then again, what's the point of forever dreaming that I have what it takes to become some sort of international entertainer? I don't have the looks, my "talent" is limited, and to tell you the truth, I never really liked my speaking voice, much less my singing voice. Do I want fame?? No... Not particularly. I just like it. The performance, the chaos that comes before and immediately after the show, the sudden calm after the storm, the rush of it all.

In that sense, I envy my sister. She's actually brave enough to pursue it all despite being in her last year at SMU. And I don't even think she wants to make a career out of it. I haven't dared to do that since... Well. Since a while ago.

What happened? Have I lost my drive, my confidence? Or maybe I was never really interested in the performing arts. Or maybe, I've just plain given up. Dreams are for the dreamers.

Hello to the real world.