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.

all in the same night! Is a veritable drool-fest. HAHAHAHAH!!! (All fangirl tendencies are out.)

