woke up feeling crappy today. maybe it was lack of sleep. maybe it was what my mum said to me. or maybe it was simply bcz i looked into the mirror and saw a fat bitch with messy hair. or maybe it's just the way i am. i've never exactly woke up feeling fabulous before and truth to be told, i absolutely loathe waking up in the morning. im just not a morning person.. (as you can see by me blogging at 3am when everyone else who's normal should've been asleep). i honestly don't know how i'm gonna go through life when class starts at the end of the month. i don't even think i can get up, especially knowing that it'll be another day working, studying and facing some (hopefully minor) disfiguration. maybe a pimple or something.. i dunno. i hope there will be some cute guys in class just so i have another reason to drag myself out of bed. keeping my fingers crossed =)
i sometimes wonder how am i ever supposed to survive in the working world, holding down a back-breaking, sweaty, stressful and hectic nine to five job. coming home exhausted, slumping to the couch watch tv and eat pretzels. and since i'll probably be too tired and lazy to exercise, i'll probably gain massive amounts of weight and grow fat like one of those obese people u see so often on tv. what about my other half iu might ask? well, seeing as i'm to annoyed with myself for being such a lazy, useless bum, i'll probably have pms evryday and drive everyone around me stark mad. there you go. my future life.
kidding!
i'll probably get a lucky break doing some cushiony job at some international company where i only have to work from ten to two. and all i have to do is talk about myself =) AND i get paid well enough that i'll get to own my very own collection of jimmy choos by the time i'm 25. oh, and not to forget my amazingly cute + rich + sweet boyfriend who pampers me all the time. and i get to treat myself to ice-cream everyday. and say "omg, that so cheap. it's ONLY 750++ bucks!" whenever i see a coach handbag. and my dad will come round everyday jz so he can lounge about in my top-notch penthouse suite and watch oldies on the mega screen tv. and he'll say " i'm so proud of you. i've knew you could do it!" (fingers probably crossed at the back). oh, and of couse, shopping sprees to milan, paris and hong kong, fully sponsored by the company thrice a year.
yeah right! =='
who am i kidding? i'll probably end up being a fat housewife at the age of 35 with 3 bratty kids - not that i can cook or do housework.. and my husband will come home, plonking himself in front of the tv set and demand beer, just so he can get drunk before attempting my cooking.
too much movie sitcoms? perhaps.
just had a talk with a friend of mine on msn. it just goes to show that there are just some things that you gotta trust in yourself. somethings should be put behind, never used to darken the future. we should look forward and learn from our past mistakes. so hey, if you're reading this, just be happy with yourself k? don't bring up the past to make your life miserable. be confident in your feelings and who you are. and yes, we girls are confusing creatures. but thts what makes it interesting don't u think? and if there's anything else, feel free to argue/emo at/talk with me =) its what i'm here for. btw ppl, his gf says i look pretty *kembang* =D
i think i'll go shopping tomorrow. shopping makes me happy. i have no idea why
nitez ppl. don't sleep so late kayz?
*just got the pics from ade earlier. shall update abt it tmr... or the next day.. or the next day. =)
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