3am ramblings
I shouldn't have been greedy when drea came over to Macs to use the wireless connection (though I had the feeling that she didn't wanna follow uncle to do his work stuff) and share a nuggets meal with her (bad andrea bad! Well, more like bad meixian BAD!!!!) Shall have to eat much lesser for the next two days, if not, the sensai will sure tell me off again -_-... must tell myself fat fat fat fat fat or just look at my tummy, ahahahaha. Funny huh.
Dunno what I'm doing at 2+am and not even having a shower yet. Oh, cause I stuffed 2 dinners into me, so I'm pretty much bloated. Silly me (more like greedy, stupid, greedy and stupid. Wait, did I say greedy yet?), totally ignored the fact that I just had breakfast, and ate Macs, then have to force myself to eat dinner cause mum cooked it (and it tasted not bad! Super rare sia).
I'm procrastinating you see (and also rambling, cause I'm sorta nervous, and the brain's pretty empty, which is why there's so much noise coming out from me), gottan (see, I used 'an' after gotta cause its an 'i', lol) interview tomorrow at drea's workplace, so I'm pretty much anxious to get the job - which sounds good, but I must stop being so positive in thinking that I can get free coffee, beer, wine (yuck), and food (bad meixian BAD!) every time. Events is a SURE DIE job, so I must be prepared... but it just seems so GOOD. I'm sure I'm gonna hate any job I get though, ahahaha. And I have to go for wine classes and drink them - I like that, I've been dying to learn more about spirits & alcohol and there's little to learn from books and online without the budget, but can I not drink the wine? Maybe I should sign up for breweries instead.
Anyway, not only that, your friend here likes the easy way out la, I'm too lazy to bother to find any other job cause at least there's a familiar person there, and I roughly know the job scope (shit, what if she asks me what did drea tell me tomorrow?! I forgot already le! NB!), and it seems like a pretty cool place (less then 5 minutes away from Dempsey, 5 from evans, can walk to both some more if the bus breaks down, lol. And fucking long to head office by bus, but 15 by mrt). But politics & stress wise, pretty high - but my brain's not registering it somehow. KNS.
Oh, I just found this new guy when I was checking out Gym Class Heroes news on myspace - Jay Brannan. Nice and smooth melody, acoustics (I like), nothing noisy, and somewhat cute in 20% of his photos, but he looks not so good in his videos. I think what got my attention was his user pic la, cause of his skinhead, red & white stripey socks, and cool boots, plus, the whole layout, that pose, and whats that bloody word that I forgot of the picture. His first vid is a bit freaky when after ever prose (is that correct to connect poetry with music lyrics?), he keeps changing outfits and stuff, but the ending damn cute, cause he quite paiseh. I love his 'I HATE PEOPLE' tee! Where do I get them?!
Ahahaha. I just remembered suddenly realizing that I've got more then ten fucking years of musical training in my life. I wonder what the hell happen, cause with that, I can actually get a diploma in music at least (like grace & Mei Shi (= ). I can hardly call myself capable in playing a decent piece of music even, and I totally suck in reading dao gays, and I hated sharps and flats so much that I didn't even bother to learn them when playing, and I remembered by using numbers and memorising the placements so that I don't have to read the notes. Fine, I know my problem already, I rather go one big round then to remember how to read notes (maybe I'm dylexic in music reading), and I hated piano lessons for the sheer torture of waking up on Sundays. Oh, I forgot, I claimed myself a musical idiot. I need to go back to learn something soon, how am I gonna face the world like this?! Though I can easily say that, 'nope, didn't really learn music, except the half ass one in band that didn't count. Ya, 4 years, but no decent people and equipments to really learn seriously.' I think I'll go learn bass guitar, guitar, cello (cannot, too bulky to carry back and forth my bus - will damage the instrument T_T), drums (drum pads are the greatest invention!), OR back to piano again. But abit of a hassle cause my ears are not really sharp in tuning (I'm actually deaf from customers screaming into my ears) - which I totally hate, cause you have to tune them every time you travel, which is most of the time with classes. And actually buy an instrument (BROKE) again. Mum's gonna kill me if I bought a Play 'n' Roll-Up Piano (coolest thing ever! I so want one XD) cause we sold ours for ONLY fucking $200, after she spent 3-4k buying it. Well, it was a lizards' nest lor, all the dead and living lizards living in there. I remembered seeing one crawl outta the keyboards when I was either cleaning or playing the piano.
Seriously lost my bullshitting skills already, HOW?! I used to be able to bullshit so well that I can convince anyone the most ridiculous bluffs! P's going along with me to go print my resume tomorrow (better print more more and more so that I don't have to go print again. Wait, ask that pig to go work and print for me better.) oh, and photos! I forgot about ID photos, need for the school too. The pig's saying that I'm finally crawling outta my cave, and seeing light through the tunnel, and yatta yatta yatta. I asked her to shut up and go lose some weight and find a job too - in my mind. Was too busy trying to polish and make myself sound capable on resume to trigger (though she started first) an arguement with her. Though there's still no light in my cave/tunnel yet. I still dunno what I wanna do, just doing cause its necessary, and I'm pretty bored with lazing at home too. I have a nagging feeling from the pysche lecturer saying that I've got some problems with my mind again... yah, its hollow lor!
Cross my fingers on the job and that the fucked up school will lemme do the 2nd year instead of the first. And, KNS, what to wear?! Shit, my comfy boots needs to re-heel, argh! I better plan out what to wear and lay them out first (and try not to disturb my parent's sleeping - my warerobe's in their room), and get everything packed and stuff. Knowing myself too well is sometimes a good thing.
Ok, go bathe, and then remember to ask piggy for my thumb drive (I better do backups on blank cds or something, shit Always happens to me with my backups), take photo pictures (should I take another top to take to show that I'm not a last minute person when she sees the pictures?), have enough money for cab and breakfast, bag for shoes (cause I'm gonna walk around in flops first, then change later to heels), oh! I need an envelope to put the resume & file so that it won't crumple, and set at least 3 alarms to wake me up. I shall call piggy to call me at work too, just in case. Her irritating voice put me in a sore mood to sleep. What if I oversleep?! Drea will KILL ME! O_O
Urgh, mum's food is poisonous... tummy killing me. It was killing piggy just now too...
Dunno what I'm doing at 2+am and not even having a shower yet. Oh, cause I stuffed 2 dinners into me, so I'm pretty much bloated. Silly me (more like greedy, stupid, greedy and stupid. Wait, did I say greedy yet?), totally ignored the fact that I just had breakfast, and ate Macs, then have to force myself to eat dinner cause mum cooked it (and it tasted not bad! Super rare sia).
I'm procrastinating you see (and also rambling, cause I'm sorta nervous, and the brain's pretty empty, which is why there's so much noise coming out from me), gottan (see, I used 'an' after gotta cause its an 'i', lol) interview tomorrow at drea's workplace, so I'm pretty much anxious to get the job - which sounds good, but I must stop being so positive in thinking that I can get free coffee, beer, wine (yuck), and food (bad meixian BAD!) every time. Events is a SURE DIE job, so I must be prepared... but it just seems so GOOD. I'm sure I'm gonna hate any job I get though, ahahaha. And I have to go for wine classes and drink them - I like that, I've been dying to learn more about spirits & alcohol and there's little to learn from books and online without the budget, but can I not drink the wine? Maybe I should sign up for breweries instead.
Anyway, not only that, your friend here likes the easy way out la, I'm too lazy to bother to find any other job cause at least there's a familiar person there, and I roughly know the job scope (shit, what if she asks me what did drea tell me tomorrow?! I forgot already le! NB!), and it seems like a pretty cool place (less then 5 minutes away from Dempsey, 5 from evans, can walk to both some more if the bus breaks down, lol. And fucking long to head office by bus, but 15 by mrt). But politics & stress wise, pretty high - but my brain's not registering it somehow. KNS.
Oh, I just found this new guy when I was checking out Gym Class Heroes news on myspace - Jay Brannan. Nice and smooth melody, acoustics (I like), nothing noisy, and somewhat cute in 20% of his photos, but he looks not so good in his videos. I think what got my attention was his user pic la, cause of his skinhead, red & white stripey socks, and cool boots, plus, the whole layout, that pose, and whats that bloody word that I forgot of the picture. His first vid is a bit freaky when after ever prose (is that correct to connect poetry with music lyrics?), he keeps changing outfits and stuff, but the ending damn cute, cause he quite paiseh. I love his 'I HATE PEOPLE' tee! Where do I get them?!
Ahahaha. I just remembered suddenly realizing that I've got more then ten fucking years of musical training in my life. I wonder what the hell happen, cause with that, I can actually get a diploma in music at least (like grace & Mei Shi (= ). I can hardly call myself capable in playing a decent piece of music even, and I totally suck in reading dao gays, and I hated sharps and flats so much that I didn't even bother to learn them when playing, and I remembered by using numbers and memorising the placements so that I don't have to read the notes. Fine, I know my problem already, I rather go one big round then to remember how to read notes (maybe I'm dylexic in music reading), and I hated piano lessons for the sheer torture of waking up on Sundays. Oh, I forgot, I claimed myself a musical idiot. I need to go back to learn something soon, how am I gonna face the world like this?! Though I can easily say that, 'nope, didn't really learn music, except the half ass one in band that didn't count. Ya, 4 years, but no decent people and equipments to really learn seriously.' I think I'll go learn bass guitar, guitar, cello (cannot, too bulky to carry back and forth my bus - will damage the instrument T_T), drums (drum pads are the greatest invention!), OR back to piano again. But abit of a hassle cause my ears are not really sharp in tuning (I'm actually deaf from customers screaming into my ears) - which I totally hate, cause you have to tune them every time you travel, which is most of the time with classes. And actually buy an instrument (BROKE) again. Mum's gonna kill me if I bought a Play 'n' Roll-Up Piano (coolest thing ever! I so want one XD) cause we sold ours for ONLY fucking $200, after she spent 3-4k buying it. Well, it was a lizards' nest lor, all the dead and living lizards living in there. I remembered seeing one crawl outta the keyboards when I was either cleaning or playing the piano.
Seriously lost my bullshitting skills already, HOW?! I used to be able to bullshit so well that I can convince anyone the most ridiculous bluffs! P's going along with me to go print my resume tomorrow (better print more more and more so that I don't have to go print again. Wait, ask that pig to go work and print for me better.) oh, and photos! I forgot about ID photos, need for the school too. The pig's saying that I'm finally crawling outta my cave, and seeing light through the tunnel, and yatta yatta yatta. I asked her to shut up and go lose some weight and find a job too - in my mind. Was too busy trying to polish and make myself sound capable on resume to trigger (though she started first) an arguement with her. Though there's still no light in my cave/tunnel yet. I still dunno what I wanna do, just doing cause its necessary, and I'm pretty bored with lazing at home too. I have a nagging feeling from the pysche lecturer saying that I've got some problems with my mind again... yah, its hollow lor!
Cross my fingers on the job and that the fucked up school will lemme do the 2nd year instead of the first. And, KNS, what to wear?! Shit, my comfy boots needs to re-heel, argh! I better plan out what to wear and lay them out first (and try not to disturb my parent's sleeping - my warerobe's in their room), and get everything packed and stuff. Knowing myself too well is sometimes a good thing.
Ok, go bathe, and then remember to ask piggy for my thumb drive (I better do backups on blank cds or something, shit Always happens to me with my backups), take photo pictures (should I take another top to take to show that I'm not a last minute person when she sees the pictures?), have enough money for cab and breakfast, bag for shoes (cause I'm gonna walk around in flops first, then change later to heels), oh! I need an envelope to put the resume & file so that it won't crumple, and set at least 3 alarms to wake me up. I shall call piggy to call me at work too, just in case. Her irritating voice put me in a sore mood to sleep. What if I oversleep?! Drea will KILL ME! O_O
Urgh, mum's food is poisonous... tummy killing me. It was killing piggy just now too...