okayy.
its the second day of my holidays.
and guess what i went ahead and did.
i got myself a job.
like wtf right.
i know.
i really planned to enjoy myself.
like just slck and bum
but my friend asked me if i was interested.
and she told me about it.
apparently, i get to work in a lan shop.
hahaha.
and the pay is like pretty damn good.
since all i have to do is
collect money and maybe cook afew instant noodles?
plus i get to use the internet
and play whatever shit everyone
who goes to lan shop plays.
living expenses are paid for,
and there are lots more goodies
in the goodie bag!
so you can come visit me.
in the shop.
its a new place.
hasnt even opened.
looks really cool.
but.
the rates are pretty high.
like 3.80 per hr?
unless of course if you join member ship.
which is like so much better.
but whatever.
haha.
i really wasnt sure if i wanted to go for it.
but suddenly,
images of me on a mega shopping spree
in forever 21, topshop and mango popped into my head.
like honestly.
and i was won over.
i'm not gonna continue working
once my hols are over.
i dont think so at least.
hey, by the way.
do i sound crazy in my blog.
grace thinks i do.
because i was thinking..
when i type out my post,
i have dont have any thoughts.
cause its just all in my post.
you get it?
means thats how i really think,
all the time in my head.
not like sometimes,
when you say one thing,
but you're actually not really thinking that.
my blog is really
what i happened to be thinking of in my head at that moment.
so its really me.
and if the real me,
really sounds slightly cuckoo.
ermmm.
mean to say i'm slightly mad?
i dont think so right?
i'm sure everyone sounds like this in their head.
(okayy. thats sentence was slightly "in denially crazy")
anyway.
i think this is normal.
and blogging is theraputic.
it really is.
unless blogger starts acting like a bastard.
and loses your posts halfway.
but i dont think they do that anymore.
in fact,
looking at my screen now,
it kinda has this annoying
paraniod
little habit of saving my post every like what, 2 mins?
and it lke records the time it saved it.
thats what i call obsessive complusive disorder mann.
ocd.
ya. but okay.
i know this was a long, random nothing post.
but i just felt talkative.
but i have to go now.
meeting phonsus and friends for
a little guay chap.
so bye bye.