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Friday, January 06, 2006

hi. i woke up at a horrid time as usual.. not as horrid as 5pm though, this time about 3pm. well, it's the new year 2006 yeah, and i see lots of kids making their way to school on the early mornin of january 2. haha i woke up in the early morning just to see that. then i went back to wonderland. i used to be in their shoes too anyway, last year. fucking boring feeling, waking up at 630am.. dragging myself to the bathroom.. having a short nap while the cold morning water trickles down my body. skipping breakfast, and on my way to school at 7am... with my layered hair pushed up to hide my long fringe.. then usually, shit happens.. i got caught for long hair. fuck it. anyway, now there are no fucking rules to stop me from keeping long hair. haha enough with that. only brings back bad memories. i was never happy in my whole life in school last year. yesterday, i met up with my promoter friend from work and we watched kingkong. finally.. after all these years... i have some free time to spare to watch movies. however, i miss working life, even though i hated it so much last time, how contradictory. nah, i just miss the oppurtunity to get paid for work. now im on hunt for a new job yet again. i'm kinda fussy though... i will NEVER work in a fastfood outlet, no flyer-giving jobs, surveyers and basically, no job yielding a pay lesser than $800 a month. my hunt begins now. but im still doing nothing. only eating and sleeping at home, the lifestyle of a pig. but im NOT fat haha. i think i shouldnt be overconfident of my metabolism rate, as you know, in life, shit always happens. and one day, i just could wake up as a fat slob. fuck i should stop scaring myself. maybe girls should worry more as they have a way lower metabolism rate than us guys haha. this is one of the rare times that i'm blogging in the late afternoon, now's about 540pm, i usually blog late into the night as it's a really last minute decision and also because im lazy. talking about 2005 related topics, i think the christmas and new year eve parties at town are more of a disaster than a celebration for girls that is. as you know, most banglas would head down to town to enjoy themselves, yeah enjoy. and poor girls would get molested by them. actually i have no idea who's the real culprit as most victims would often accuse them of molestation and another reason would also be racism. i have to admit though i'm a little racist as i dislike those banglas myself due to the very first reason because of their GODDAMN ODOUR. sandwiching myself in between crowds at town during christmas eve, sometimes i would find myself in between of a bangla group..and the result? i could hardly breathe down there! do these assholes ever take a bath?! maybe if they do, maybe they could actually have a fair skin color. another reason why they wanna enjoy molest girls during these eve parties is also because they are almost invisible to our naked eye. you see, since it's night, some parts are dark and some of them are already prepared, dressed in black, so girls get molested by "shadows". some outraged bloggers out there are even starting a petition that those party sprays should be banned as it is mainly used to aid in molestation. What's the use of banning? i dont think it'll do any good.. because the place so damn packed, a girl gets groped from behind, how does she know who did it? worst still if it's dark. so my suggestion is.... ban banglas from celebrating the eve parties at town, but.... they can have their own party... like set up maybe little india as their party zone, BANGLAS ONLY. they can have their very own men's night out. good suggestion isn't it?! moving on to other stuff. i just got my pay woohoo! a handsome sum of $1015. actually im supposed to get like $910 or perhaps even lesser, because i cheated. i never punched my card whenever i went out for dinner, and on my last 2 weeks of work, i became really slack as the boredom is killing me so i take at least 3 hours of break every day. i just sit at the library on the top floor to read mags, some interesting books, or just pop by popular on the 3rd floor to read more mags. haha. well, yesterday i tried to shop for clothes, but it sucked. i finished watching the movie at 9pm, then i headed to far east, to find out like more than half of the shops have closed. i seen a couple of nice shirts, tried them on, but they look horribly hip hoppy. i went to about 3 shops, all of them seem to be the same size. so damn i was pissed. so i shall continue my shopping tomorrow. when my japanese class finally resumes. after a long 2 week break. ohh.. someone rang my doorbell... it's the pizza delivery guy! fuck i havent eaten for the whole day. time for me to indulge! hopefully i could post more shit soon... i know i'm damn lazy .
Purple Rose;
1:17 AM