--Auguries of Innocence, by William Blake
born May 14
03/03/08
*points to '3', squeals: "my favourite number!"
Okays, that's random shyt.
So March is beginning, and I guess it's time to update*update*update!
Supposed to start looking for jobs today. Really dreaded job-hunting 'cos of my seemingly impossible schedule:
Mon: Drums! (6.15pm - 7pm)
Tue, Thu: French! (7pm - 9pm)
Wed, Fri: AFP (9am-1pm), Night Shift@Clinic (7pm - 9pm)
Not to mention I'll be working some of the Weekend Shift@Clinic (9am - 12.30pm). Which means I'd need a really flexi job. And no, I don't wanna do sales. Too draining already. Geez.
But heys! Having a lucky streak! =)
Apparently one of the day shift staff is quitting, so I'll be starting work @Clinic like, tomorrow morning. Still can't believe the timing. Still thinking of teaching tuition though. Gonna check out the schedule tomorrow then update okies! =D
I'm really really really thankful. Not just for the job, but grateful to friends and all (THANKEWS FANG FOR YOUR LETTER!). Thankews to class for making the Sentosa outing sucha success. *bEams. I can't believe how the class is so much closer upon graduation. Hope I can go for Thurs okies! And ya, the luck - yesterday's Mahjong kena bao still overall win $1.
Really swinging into momentum now. It's 3.33pm now, and a lot left to accomplished - jogging, reading, BD (yes, I haven't submitted the final report. Nono, there isn't even a final report 'cos I haven't done it. *rolls eyes*). And of course, *. Hope to finish * and pass it to Mook by Wednesday.
You say that if it makes you sad then I shouldn't pass it to you. But I don't think it will. I just wanna explain myself, my thoughts and my feelings. I'm relieved that you know how hard expressing myself is, and I'm thankful for your understanding and patience. I was very happy last night... when you spoke to me and it was though 4 years ago, when we were close friends. =)))
Oh, and before I forget, I must thank my family for their support. Yeps, on the leap day, I broke the news of the breakup to them. They were very nice about it *phews~*. Although Mum's concern can get pretty overbearing at times, but yeas, they're very sweet. =) haha~ Only Xin will read this though (You better study hard ar =P). Dunno if Dad knows about my blog anot. ^^
Last but not least, something random to end off:
Heard that in China, farmers actually skin puppies for their fur. The poor things are actually skinned alive. Their heads are repeatedly stepped on first. Then, they wriggle and writhe in pain and tear blood as the inhuman beings tug at their skin, as though unwrapping clingwrap.
I wish...
that this will be stopped soon. I hate it how humans can be so heartless.
Granted they might not be educated and it's for money... still... such acts are so disgusting that if you had a heart you'd rather die then do this shyt you know.
Maybe your karma'd be you on the ground with your head being stepped on by 300-pound ladies in stilettoes. Then, you'd be hung up like a piece of meat, and first, they'd chop off ur ba*ls and d*ck before tearing up your skin.
Ohwells. Somebody please stop this soon. >.<