omg it's zh!

Blow the candles out, I'd make your wish come true.

It's been 20 years, well almost.
And the fact I'm even writing about my birthday's just... lame.
Well, not to mention that writing on an old school blog like this one has already turned old fashioned.
People who blog nowadays just post lame pictures of food and shit like that, that pretty much no one cares about.
... Well, I know I don't give a shit.

Anyway.
A year ago, I was in Orlando, sitting behind my computer, watching lame videos trying to brighten up my day, trying to brighten up my life.
A year ago, I was feeling so sad that people got sick trying to care.
A year ago, I was celebrating my birthday in Walt Disney World: the happiest place on earth.
A year ago, all I could care for was you to remember what day it was.
But you didn't.
I'm long over you.
Sometimes, I reflect on my actions, the things I do now and wonder if you were the cause of them all.
Stupid things I do to others, just because you did them..
But I guess you taught me how fragile things can be in life.
You taught me that life's full of uncertainties.
Well, everyone grows up some day.

I feel like I've come a long way.
The fucked up road with all the fucked up people.
Learning to be independent was hard.
There were so many responsibilities that left me breathless.
Life's still a struggle trying to stay alive.
Oh well, NS is on its way so I'd better enjoy this while it lasts.
30 October, here I am!

So here's to 1 more year of nonsense, laughter, tears and fury.
Don't know if I'd make it to the next as they say life's unpredictable (or because I wished I was dead all the time).
No, I'm kidding, I have no balls to kill myself.
Happy birthday zhzh :)

Getting closer and closer to NS... In terms of my hair.

Finally getting my well deserved off day.
So I decided to get a haircut.
My hairstyle's getting shorter every time I go visit the hairdresser.
Mentally preparing myself for NS in a way, HAHA.
But eh, I think I'm loving my short hairstyles better than the long, messy and disorganised ones.
Who even uses the word "disorganised" on hair?!

Moving along...
In my previous post, I promised to talk about 3 things.
First, the girl who tried to cheat of my number.
Was walking back to Paragon after dinner to get back to work when I was approached by this girl (around 30)
She told me she was with this stall that sold health foods for lunch and dinner and asked if I wanted to try.
Being the idiot I usually am, I told her, "Sure, why not?"
She didn't have any brochures whatsoever.
All she took out was her handphone and asked for my number so she could tell me where the stall would be when it opened.
LIKE WHUTTTTT.

Anyway...
Work has been pretty awesome so far.
I've tried selling some stuff and was successful even though I didn't know what I was saying all the time.
I have to remember the different collections and how they looked like.
Every single handbag had a shape, and every shape had a name which I had to remember...
For example, this is a Mahogany(colour) Madison(Collection) Abigail(Shape).
I think I will suck badly at this.
Ah well, I'd try to stay as close to the cashier as I can.
The people there are extremely friendly, some to the extent of making me feel... uncomfortable.

Alright, got more errands to run today so I'd better get started.
Laid on my bed and pretended I was dead since I woke up.

See you guys, bye :)

... Or do you not have any shame?

As you can see, that's what my rant's gonna be about today.

Been very angst lately, because people are so thick-skinned enough to not have any initiative to return what they've borrowed, or give what they owe.
Before that, I want to just talk about how this thing annoys me.
I bet all of you have friends who tend to borrow money, or an object, say a pen, once in awhile.
That's fine by me, I don't mind lending money to friends yo.
But hang on, isn't it obligation on the borrower's part to be returning the money/object to the lender as soon as possible?
I don't know how the borrowers can turn it around to make it a responsibility of the lenders to remind them constantly, over again and again to RETURN THE GOD DAMN MONEY.
Hey dude, the lenders are doing you a kind favour.
Appreciate it or go kiss ass.
Then again, that's one reason why I'd rather starve to death than to borrow cash.
Coz after all, money ruin's relationships, friendships, whatever... spaceships...

So I'm currently the creditor of 2 companies.
And what irritates me is that these companies are no small companies.
And I've got to be the one calling again and again to remind them to pay me?!
What rubbish.
If you want people to work for you, you jolly well pay them on time then.
What obligation is it of mine to be constantly rushing for the money to come in?

Yeah, and that kinda ends my pointless post of angst.
HAHA.
Shall talk about work the next time!
Highlights:
1. Girl cheating me into getting my number.
2. A very FRIENDLY work environment.
3. Ayam Penyet (?!)

See you guys :)

BACK FROM MY 10-YEAR HIATUS.

Oh wow, blogger has a new look now, which makes it even harder to use.
Who uses blogger nowadays anyway?
I bet blogging's not even a cool-kid activity anymore.
In any case, I'm going to be back here blogging, because it used to be my punching bag, if that is even an appropriate word to use.
And thus, I kinda not care if people read this (ACTUALLY I SECRETLY DO, HAHA)
I can even see how many page views I've gotten: 5673 (POPULAR THANK YOU).

So anyway, to all my stalkers (0), admirers (0) and haters (93,843,424,543,545), I'm starting work tomorrow.
I got a job as a retail assistant @ Coach, my mum's favourite brand.
And before I even start work, I already have a list of things to buy.
Okay no way guys HAHA.
Ah well, I'm kinda looking forward to work after all the time I lay on bed at home pretending and wishing I was dead.
At least I'm doing something and earning some money!

You guys must be wondering what I've been doing ever since I came back to Singapore?
Yeah I've tried of numerous jobs, only completing 1 temporary promoter job successfully.
For a person like me, that's kinda pathetic.
Ah well, I got scammed in doing telemarketing jobs, starhub jobs and all sorts of shit that I really had no interest in doing.
Alas, I found something I'm comfortable doing.
12 hours of standing & doing nothing? No problem-o, from all that experience in Coronado Springs.

Here's formspring Q&A!
Q: why so emooooo? (:
A: HAHA, midlife crisis probably.

Q: HELLO HELLO update your bloggy please so that people can stalk your life in the States!
A: I'm back already, HAHA SORRY ):

Q: ANNYONG!
A: HOW ABOUT NO?

Q: why you stop blogging?!
A: I'm back! :)

Q: am i a nice person?
A: WHO ARE YOU.

Q: how long is your tool?
A: As long as... you get lost, your face will remain in 1 piece. LOL.

Okay, off to bed I shall go.
Good night folks! :)

My Home, my sanctuary; Soon I'd be back where I belong.

6 months have gone by so quickly (okay maybe not so).
I'm now sitting in the hotel at New York blogging while everyone is out having a ball.
I'm feeling extremely drained and I just want to go back to Singapore right now; exhaustion no sleep can energize.
Yes, as the title says, I'd be home very soon.
Tomorrow, I'd be heading for Boston, Massachusetts: the final destination in my USA itinerary.
And really, I have no clue with regards to what I'm doing there.
Sight-seeing really isn't on the top of the list of things I want to do right now.
Just in about 5 days, I'd be on the 26-hour journey back to Singapore :)
Haven't actually told anyone when I really am coming back, so there goes!

As the day approaches, I get more worried as I don't know what I'd be facing back at home.
Just prior to my flight to the united states, everything was left in a mess.
Now that I'm heading back home, do I have to face it all again?
I wonder if everything has been solved.
I hope it has.
And it's kinda obvious that you're never coming back to my side.
I've told myself countless of times I'm over you, but I guess I really am not.
At least I know you're over me and I guess time will do the job, as usual.

I'm a little too lazy to talk about my trip so I shall end here, very abruptly.

See everyone back in Singapore :)

"Let time do the trick."

People always say that.
It really is true eh?
Nothing can be solved instantaneously.
Try doing it the quick way, you screw things up.
After all this time, things kinda got sorted out in my mind.
Things were really my fault weren't they?
I should've been more mature.
I feel so fucking stupid for doing everything to fuck things up.
But I know there is no point of saying sorry now.
Because you'd never come back.
And I've never be there again...

Perhaps time revealed our clashing personalities which hinted that we were not meant to be...
If only we could turn back time and try everything, again.
The right way.

Or does it?

Just in about two months, I'm going to be leaving this place.
I've kinda had enough of it already.
Sometimes the crap I get is just unbearable.
I cannot wait to get out of here, and to New York!

But then again, the closer it gets to me flying back to Singapore, the scarier it becomes when I have to face the truth.
Have you moved on, with you deeply etched in my mind?
Have I just become a part of your history?
What am I gonna go when I get back to Singapore?
Am I to go look for you, or am I to move on too?

I don't know...