holidays. a big fat PFFT to it. it's getting boring by the minute. once there were so many plans and when that day comes, the plans are pushed to one another for confirmation and end up, nothing happens. it's always like that aye? the only plan that made it was the cycling, but end up it was only me and ifah. it was fun though. cycled from my place to east coast all the way till changi airport. we were aiming for changi beach but halfway the pathway came to a dead end and we were too chickened to cycle on the main road. which was a waste of time because we endured red ants and spider webs just to be greeted with a dead end. oh wells. we cycled home with a painful butt from the lousy hard seat. ifah's cushion butt proved no help either. but it's nice going on a "date" with her. back to those old days (flashbacks to year one) when me n her would just hang out and gossip and be nuts. i love you babe. *hehehe*
and other plans would include shopping with my 2 babellinies because they would start working soon(this plan, where has it gone to?), tennis (which i didnt make it cuz i was at home snoozing), holland village a-scouting (which didnt work out either because of the rain) and picnic (deyvy's asking for it but where's our resources?).
so there, amidst all these, i'm pretty much slacking at home eating comfort foods in search of feeling happy and contented with life, but it all comes down to nothing. so yay to my holidays. *big big yawn*
*realisation pops into head*
me and holidays, we dont get along well these days. my previous 1 mth+ holiday didnt work out as planned. shit happened. and now, for a week's hols, shit still happens. oh bother.
back to school, shit always happens. so either way, my life pretty much sucks. whose life doesnt suck, please slap/kick yourself a million and one times. thank you.
in an act of impulse, some day i might just close down this blog because there's nothing to it. which i dont think people would bother because by then no one wants to read me because i whine too much and it bores the hell outta people.
i just crossed over to being a bitter soul. i'm sorry. but what the hell.
oh uds, the sacrifices you're willing to make. even so, things dont seem to go the way i thought it would. for once when i thought it was gonna be my aphrodisiac, it turned into something stale. so where does it leave me now? issues and confusions.
i dont know why, but i get bothered easily by the slightest things. i really shouldn't put so much hope into some things cuz, when they fail, i'm the one hurting myself in the end. so help me, i'm lacking in aphrodisiacs these days. as a result, there you have it. a bitter soul, down in the doldrums. chocolates have been nothing but fat additions.
back to realisation.
a friend's friend asked me the other day, "what's your ambition?".
it took me awhile to answer because i hafnt the slightest idea what i wanted to be. the end result, i answered with an obvious "i don't know..".
my ambitions when i was a kid were the typical ones. like being a teacher, a vet, a writer and an air stewardess. i don't know why i wanted to be a teacher. it's so not my cup of tea. i wanted to be a vet because i loveeeeee animals. but seeing the state i'm in now, afraid of even jabbing my own cat, that ambition went down the drain a long long time ago. an air stewardess, oooohhhhh it's like everyone's dream job. because you get to travel, and you get paid for it. and you just serve passengers on board. upon destination, that's your problem what you wanna do. isnt that fun?! i'll have to ask ninie. she's the experienced one. but then again, i know i know! i'm short. so that ambition went away as well. as for being a writer, you guys know i'm not up to it just by reading this boring old blog. *yawn*
as i grew up, my initial ambitions went away as well cuz the world is horrid. you need this or that in order to get this or that and you have to do this to get that and every other shit.
sigh.. i wish i would stay as a delusional child, staying home and be happy just by watching My Little Pony or any of those stupid children cartoons, and believe that there is a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow and that fairies exist.
okay so now back to the topic. my ambition. hmm.. i dont totally have no ambitions at all. i do but i'm not sure whether it could satisfy my life or be long term. like for example, i wanna be a photographer. i love a camera in hand and i love to snap snap snap away. yes i know i'm a photowhore but, i actually love to capture the essence of life, the beauty of nature and candid shots. i loveeeee traditional black and white pictures. just gimme a bloody darn SLR camera and i'd be happy. someday, my pictures might end up in Getty Images or something. *drools* their pictures are gorgeous... *dreams*
while at that, i think being a photojournalist is rather interesting. again, it has to do with photos. AND with a story to boot. hehe.. but please don't send me off to those war-torn countries like Iraq. i don't wanna lose a limb or neither get shot or even worse, die!!
oh well. i might just end up with a daily 9-5 job. as long as the boss and the work environment is great and the money's good, i'm happy.
and ohhhhh yes, thanks for the comments! appreciate it much! love you all, sayang semua, ai ni men.













