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trash and passion
distress and solace

how does this shit work?

no, don`t tell me
shhh, don`t tell me



Monday, October 03, 2005

Joyce called me this aftnoon, informing me about my interview with Zara at their HR Dept at Liat Towers tmr, anytime from 12-2 pm.

I can't decide whether to laugh or cry. Reasons being...

1) 1/5 of my pay is going to foot my sky-high phone bill.

2) 1/4 of my pay will be used to pay for the black tops, black pants & black shoes that i hv to purchase for the job, as well as my meals. of course, i will eat little; using this chance to shrink the waistline and scrimp on my meals (what with the irregular eating hours) to save extra cash for the much needed, much awaited shopping spree with my babes.

3) I HATE LONG WORKING HOURS (imagine shift work from 10am-10pm; 12pm-10pm; 10am-7pm), AND I HATE RETURNING HOME LATE FROM WORK. I'll b dead beat by e time i reach hm, and i wun hv e energy or urge to bathe & complete my nightly facial/body-moisturising regime. also, no more MEEE time. RAH RAH RAH.

basically, i HATE working.

trust me, kids. many of u out there may b calling me a looney when u read this post, all eager to get your itching butts out there in the working world. it may seem fun oggling and handling beautiful clothes all day; typing away on the keyboard infront of the PC; or even salivating at the aroma of the food u serve as a waiter(ess); but working is seriously NO FUN. NO NO NO FUNNN. u get e picture.

went out w mum todae. she exasperated me by going on and on and on at the rate i'm spending money; how i shld learn to b thrifty - "the oppurtunity cost of a new piece of clothing you buy is the entire week's meals for a family of 5"; and how "MY millions have nothing to do with you. EARN YOUR OWN millions". BAH.

the only thing worth my smile today is the fact that i enjoyed my yummy Billy Bomber's lunch: Fish'n'Fries, cheese-dip and chocolate milkshake. Mmmmm.

i've been too lazy to jog or do crunches or push-ups. and pretty soon, i reali wun hv e time or energy at all, once i start work at Zara.

those of you who have to take CMSY sup paper & hv not touched ur notes at all, join my club.

my LACK OF DISCIPLINE is the bane of my existence.


vivacious vixen <3



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