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November 30 Thought of the DayI could have ended my dry spell last nite, but chose not to. Wise move? You decide. November 19 Bad day...I've never felt more insulted in my entire life.
Whilst shopping for DVDs this afternoon, I finally saw a comedy series which I was really interested to buy. So I took it off the rack to ask how much it was and if it was available. So as I turned around to approach the DVD salesman (or in other words, 'leng chai'), a stupid auntie approached me with her son and asked me what was probably the most insulting question you can ask:
"Leng chai, you got the DVD 'John Tucker Must Die' ar?? My son want the DVD. Clear or not ar?"
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"DO I LOOK LIKE A FUCKIN DVD SALESMAN TO YOU?????? DO I LOOK LIKE I HAVE FUCKIN BLONDE HAIR WITH A FUCKIN POUCH AROUND MY WAIST?? I DO NOT FUCKIN CARE IF YOUR SON OR YOUR DAUGHTER OR YOUR FUCKIN MAID WANTS TO WATCH JOHN TUCKER MUST DIE!!! AUNTIE, I DO NOT FUCKIN WORK HERE!!!"
Of course, I wasn't that rude. I'm Mr Nice Guy, remember? I just gave her an awkward stare, looked annoyed and answered "Sorry lady, I do not work here".
Good thing she just apologised. If she'd went on and say "You don't work here meh? But you look like a DVD salesman wat...If you don't work here, why you dress like that?". If she had said that I would've taken the entire DVD catalogue and shove it in her fuckin mouth.
I think I need to get a haircut. And maybe even a whole new wardrobe.
November 11 Stuck in a momentSometimes I just get plain confused.
At 21 (22 next month *hint!*) years old, ain't I suppose to be having the time of my life right now? Am I not suppose to be living life to the fullest, being able to do anything I want? Alot of 20, 21 year olds are out having fun, clubbing most nights, hanging out with friends, doing crazy shit, smokin up..whatever. Me? I'm confused because I wanna act my age, but my job, my profession, doesn't allow it.
So at times, I think people think I'm abit weird cos I can act like a stupid, childish moron but get so serious, commited and stressed out when it comes to work. My job, however, requires me to be mature. I need to be serious and confident in front of clients cos we're suppose to be 'consultants', therefore needing to advise dumb clients on what to do when it comes to events, PR, media...etc. I think my bosses will kill me if I ever say "I don't know" to the client. I've been told one too many times though that I have the ability, the potential, but seriously lack self confidence. And I totally agree with them. But I ain't too concerned because I know confidence will slowly build with experience.
What worries me though is the fact that I tend to let work dictate my life. I guess its just about finding a balance and not being overly concerned over work, chill and try to enjoy myself a lil bit more. Fuck, I'm just 21 years old!! Most 21 year olds are still in college, not giving a fuck about anything cos their parents are still there to pick up their shit! My life's gettin sad cos I find joy out of sitting in Starbucks, just talkin and chillin with friends till 4 in the morning. Am I really getting older than I really am? I think I may be suffering from quarter-life crisis.
Maybe this was the life I chose. |
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