keeping my fingers crossed

after much thinking, i believe that the job offer is good. its true what a fren said, put aside all my short-term-money-making-schemes. think for the long run stability.

so i went to the interview with an open mind.

the more he talks, the more attracted i got. wat i expect to be 20 mins, lasted fours hours.

tho kanckered, i had to teach a class at night. it was fulfilling. i think i "opened up the eyes" of some students. they thanked me personally after class.

baby was complaining. maybe i've been neglecting her. met her quite late. wonderful outing...

govt seems to work against me

long ago, the bus stop is just opposite my flat. then it shifted quite far away.

not so long ago, there use to be an ATM machine opposite my flat. then it was extracted.

w.e.f 1st aug, the mail box across my flat will be removed.

w.e.f 1st aug, ERP gantry on sle/cte will be in operation for northbound vehicles from 1800hrs-2000hrs. if this is not Singapore, i believe the gantry will be pulled down by the public.

worker bee? no queen bee

haha. i'm crazy. ha ha ho ho hee hee.

i declined first interview. told them i'll come but i didn't.

another one to interview me today. but i said tomorrow instead.

gosh! what's happening to me?! i don't feel like working! trying to delay and enjoy this life for as long as i can.

idling

my bro's brand new car has been collecting dust for the best part of 2 weeks and 1 more week to go. cos he's in south africa. wat the hell?! wish i have my driving license rite now!

communication (with technology)

sms text should be kept as brief as possible. like, "meet u at eleven." . lenghty emotional sms text is not good. especially for absent-minded and oblivous people like me. bad at picking up subtle or hidden messages, much more deciphering or cracking some da vinci code. i have no eyes for details, heh.

this blog is my random expressions. so readers, bear in mind that this is not my journal or a way of trying to send messages to anyone alive or deceased, any similarities is mere coincidence. therefore, u can always call me and ask me about me. not interpreting my life with my blog entries. u can also sms me, but keep it simple (refer first paragraph)

communication should not keep up with technology. u need more basic fundamentals. like body gestures, eye contact, human touch. (but men must be able to read various signs from women. laughters, playing with their hair, fiddling with their keys, talking about someone else, all these are signs man should learn to pick up).

sheesh! it took me four paragraphs to understand, its always women with their apparently sophisticated communication.

so wat's my problem?

nothing. (effiminately)

slacker

i guess some of u are wondering and curious about my job searching.

searching have been put on hold. i am enjoying life. finance is not a problem as i have some short-term-money-generating-scheme.

most of the time i have now is spent day-dreaming. that i am a swimming instructor, giving lessons to pretty babes at private housing. private driving instructor whose pretty clients pay me in kind.

dream that i'm driving a honda CRV, or toyota RAV4.

ewan's my idol

current read, current inspiration


came across one


gobsmacked!!

nice poem

came across this beautiful poem...

To Giunga:

"Vivamus, mea Lesbia, atque amemus,
rumoresque senum severiorum
omnes unius aestimemus assis.
Da mi basia mille, deinde centum,
dein mille altera, dein secunda centum,
deinde usque altera mille, deinde centum;
dein cum milia multa facerimus,
conturbabimus illa, ne sciamus,
aut ne quis malus invidere possit,
cum tantum sciat esse basiorum."

-Catullus

Let's live, my Lesbia, and love each other
and less than one "assis" .
let's extime the rumors of the elderly .
Give me one thousand kisses and then one hundred,
so one thousand more and one hundred more,
then without stopping for a moment
one thousand more and one hundred more;
finally, after we have summed up the many thousands,
we will cheat on the total,
either because we don't want to know it,
or so that no one could enviously send us bad wishes
when he will know the amount of our kisses.

better than good

i suddenly ceased worrying about securing a job. life is perfect for me just the way it is. this is my normal routine;

wake up and pick up my book. read till weary, brush teeth and wash face, pee etc. watch dvd. go to the pool and do laps, at least 12 laps. fetch my lady from work.

this is life.

from russia with love

i'm only hoping for two things.

1) steven gerrard renew his contract with reds. (not that i'm a reds fan, but how can he go to chelsea?!)

2) russia to win the election to host the olympic. (it's about time the world give the motherland some chances. so much for consumerism)

coincidental that these two hopes involve russia/ns