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And my narcissistic self.
let's see, there was this electrician, who i modestly estimates his age around the thirties, who was in the manga shop this afternoon to install our new lights and he kept asking for my number.
either (a) i look too old for my age (NO!!!) or (b) i look easy (WTF?!) or (c) i'm convenient (stop me before i murder someone).
like, what the hell, isn't it obvious from the way i was evading questions and finally getting fed up until i totally ignored the guy that i'm so totally not interested and he'd better go try on someone his own age before i do some severe bodily damage to him?
and tao said that i'm an auntie, that's why that guy was hitting on me.
hurhur. yeah right.
men.
i so feel like flipping him the finger.
take S.H.E. for example.
one of their songs "Xing Guang" is totally a cover of Ayumi's "About You" while their video of that song is almost a copy of Ayu's "GAME".
then there's Energy & May Day's "Miao Sha".
although the song is not the same, their video is like a replica of EXILE & Glay's "SCREAM", minus the pretty lady, add three more people to dance with, add club scene, voila!
and just a few days ago i heard Joi Cai Chun Jia's cover of Nakashima Mika's "Yuki no Hana" and trust me, Mika sings that song better with her pure yet raw voice that has a certain sadness to express the sentiments to the song in a way Joi can never do.
today, i was watching MTV chinese and they were showing the latest video of Domoto Koichi (one of the guys from KinKi Kids) called "Kagen no Tsuki".
shocking, i tell you! throughout the whole video all i saw was Kenshin from Rurouni Kenshin, a manga character.
the story in the video fits every small story in the manga, take away the fact that Koichi died in the video while Kenshin was still alive at the end of the manga.
here's a video to show it but only people who have read the manga or watched the anime will truly understand what i'm saying.
sheesh.
why am i having an adrenaline high?
let's see, after having absolutely no exercise for since i left the secondary school which resulted in the lack of compulsory PE lessons, i've been standing up and squating down and carrying heavy loads the last few days and somehow, it's gotten the stagnant blood in my system to start flowing properly again.
so why is this happening to me?
the manga shop i'm working at is moving to the past-tensed pet shop between ponggol nasi lemak and "day & night" (something like 7-11) opposite the petrol stations beside tanjong katong girls' school.
which meant that i've been wrapping books, packing books, moving books, and all other miscellaneous stuff this week until today.
oh and i moved our "shop tortoise" over to the new location just tonight. it'll have to endure the smell of new paint on its own i guess.
$1000 per month = my basic pay. overtime not yet included, which i did 2 hours of this morning.
woohoo~~
now i'll have more allowance for artbooks and the second photobook that teppei is having in october.
happiness!!
managerial accounting: B
logistics & supply chain management: C+
management science: B
operations management: B
introduction to psychology: B
surprisingly, i escaped the clutches of supplementary papers for MS and didn't get a D for LSCM.
*whew*
did a calculation of my GPA and it still doesn't look impressive enough.
sheesh..
nevermind, there's still next semester.
so i thought that if i got the newer story out of my system, i could rewind and concentrate about the older one and continue it.
no wonder minekura kazuya draws a handful of manga titles at the same time.
it must be an aries trait.
ah~ and i'm getting a little rusty with my words!
maybe it's the lack of need to hand in essays for grading, or the lack of people who can introduce good book titles.. i don't know.
and here i thought that keeping a blog can somehow sustain my language skills.
where are the adjectives that used to land in my head all the time when you need it?
where had my style of sentence structures gone when they used to come as naturally as breathing?
or perhaps those are smoother when i'm writing angsty "talking to own self in the mind" first person narrative.
angst and depression seem to produces words and descriptions that come more easily with more depth and feeling than the happy-and-bright third person narrative that i'm trying now.
gah!
and to think that i used to sleep through all my english classes.
i went hunting for shoes with ky and xel (i seriously should ask for his real name. can't keep calling his ign the whole time) and got the pair at the converse shop in far east plaza.
someone should really standardise all the shoe sizes.
like, my old pair was a size 6. then i picked up a pair that's 5-half and the person asked what size i'm wearing now and got me a size 6 for that pair when 5-half fits me just fine.
then, i tried the next pair (which is the one that i bought) at size 6 but it was too big and the 5-half fits fine.
what, is it that all the previous size 6s are now 5-halves?
or maybe it only applies to newer series?
shouldn't it all be the same throughout for the same brand? i would understand if it was from different brands but..
*rolls eyes* yeah, whatever. i've got a new pair already so i should stop complaining.
it seems as if people around me have found what they had been searching for.
ky, i feel that this new one will definitely be better than the last.
some people found it, some haven't.
i once thought that i had found it, but then again, i realised that i hadn't.
i thought i did, but it was just a mirage; it was just my mind, making me believe that it was what i needed.
yet when the mirage fades and reality hits, what i thought was there had never been there before.
there was nothing that i needed, more like what i selfishly wanted and just took it all for the purpose of fulfilling my curiosity and that want for some security, connection and a constant that is mine in the ever-changing turbulent world.
and when it was all done, there was nothing left that could sustain me.
all the miniscule details that hadn't been important then seemed like a big issue now and it was like all my thoughts felt clearer.
there had never been anything that i needed (with the the assumption that needs and wants are two different entities) and that what i thought was there had never existed right from the start.
ah well, at least i know that i'll use my brain more the next time.
and i didn't get to buy "shinobi", a japanese movie about clan conflicts and a ninja version of romeo and juliet thing, because none of the vcd shops were open when we finished our "hunt" in ntuc.
we ended up in mac for sl's breakfast and i couldn't fight the temptation to have an applepie (don't know if jill, nix and janice have gotten over the whole "pie" thing yet..).
although it was a weekday morning, correction, 10am weekday morning, there were only 5 or less tables available.
talk about invasion of the o' level students.
sl and i sat at the "best seat for spying on mac then selling information to other fast food companies" and momentarily (jokingly) thought about strutting our now extremely slacking poly lives amongst the pitifully mugging students.
but we decided against it lest they all turn on us and make it into our last visit to mac.
after that i walked sl home so she could prepare for her imf (is it im"f"? or some other letter?) stuff at suntec and went home myself.
ironed more clothes and mapled a while, watched a disc of the korean show that my mother's friend lent us, mapled a while more before preparing for dinner.
that cheese marcaroni idea of mine had to be scraped off because i bought the wrong kind.
tested it in the afternoon ("wth? wasted my money on a packet of the wrong kind of cheese!!") and i couldn't get the burnt layer of cheese off the bowl that i melted it in.
ah well, gotta go watch csi: ny.
it's going to be the episode about *spoiler!! highlight to read if you really want to* the previous csi personnel aiden, who will be killed and burnt, reduced to the skeletons *end spoiler* and i get to see danny getting all worked up over his last partner!!
carmine!! *swoons*
let's see..
first i woke up after almost 7 hours of sleep to make breakfast for my father, during which i had ceremoniously turned the bottom of his pizza-bread thing into charcoal because i was washing up and forgot that my father had preheated the oven which i don't, which, disrupted my timing.
yeah well, it's nothing that a good scraping off can't do.
then i watched a bit of tv after my father went to work.
managed to catch a bit of japanese and korean music on mtv chinese plus "just shoot me" on star world.
here comes the unusual part.
i washed the clothes and mopped the whole house.
ok, i didn't wash the clothes per se since all i had to was to dump them into the washing machine and it'll do all the work for me.
but!! but but!!
i ironed a pile of clothes, which included a pair of pants.
of the few kinds of garments that i hate to iron, i absolutely abhor pants. it is just so difficult to get all the creases right and it's just such a big piece that i can't be sure that while i ironed this part, the previous part won't wrinkle.
ah well, i got past that part of hell.
cleaned my fan next (so that my mother can't complain about the amount of dust that was caught between the wires anymore) after mopping every single room.
well, except my sister's since she won't be back for a few days and dust will still collect.
i even washed the kitchen floor!
not with the detergent though, just water.
still! it's quite shocking for me to do all those that i did today and my grandmother was in a state of disbelief after listening to me counting off the stuff that i had accomplished for 2 hours of my morning when she called in the afternoon to check on me.
now i've got to plan my meals for tomorrow.
it's unbelievably easy for me to get sick of outside food even if it had only been 2 nights.
let's see if i can shock more people for the next few days to come.
first, of course, is because of my final exam which i've quite totally slacked through the studying process and only really start to mug at like, 11pm?
there wasn't a lot of rush since all my papers begin in the afternoon, not counting that (freakass rubbish) 7pm night paper for LSCM.
i seriously think that all the papers were meant to demoralise us because after each paper everyone was all damn depressed about the whole thing.
not to mention that Management Sci was a total killer.
practically skipped through 3 questions out of the entire paper, which had only 5 questions *dry laugh* and got so pissed over just that, i had to stop myself from slamming the question script each time i flip it over.
what a waste, especially when my coursework grades were definitely much better this semester.
not a single C or D, and to think that my MS had a B+.
i can so see myself taking supplementary papers for MS, if not, then at least a D overall.
damn crappiness.
anyhoo, i went back to TK for teachers' day.
mdm ng is still so narcistically auntie-ish-ly cute haha..
but our 10-course dinner is gone! then what's the point of me getting an A1 for my geography?!
the next time i go back, i am so bringing my permanent marker to rewrite my markings on the window grills and find my old table so i can mark it all over again.
i could still find ky's table, thanks to her BIG name on the underside of the desk.
and WTH are they trying to do with the students' school fees, mounting TWO PLASMA TVS in the canteen when during mugging period the kids can't spend a single recess that lasts over 15 minutes?!
oh, and our dear juniors are getting tinier and tinier.
i swear one of the emcees have NOT broken his voice, and one of the performer's guitar reaches the height of his shoulders.
it's hilariously cute, watching him carry his guitar home hours after the concert.
and then of course was the heavy rain where the few of us who went back were stranded at katong. jt and bh had lunch there because there was no more fish rice back at the western stall in tk (lucky us early birds get to reminisce our tk eating habits lol).
since we all had exams and stuff, they came over and crammed into my room to mug and listen to jt complain about jc geography (slopes?! what is there to study about SLOPES?!).
now that all my papers have ended, i guess it's time to continue all my.. discontinued projects.
story.. drawings.. maple! i offered to help jt with her character, which she totally screwed up with the stats and skills. plus i feel like changing the layout of my website.
oh, and of course to find a job before i rot away the whole of my holidays.
i feel like going k-box.
anyone interested? i know bh is, so i need one more enthused person haha..
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