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Friday, April 30, 2010

I looked at myself in the mirror today and I felt old



I realised I'm worn out with following the template I've set my life out for the past 19 years. Commandments that I silently ruled myself out with, and the line to where I could assume on a clear-cut basis to whether something has crossed out of the line of suitability.

I wouldn't be so worn out with I didn't have rules to obey.



It's an unearthly timing of 2.19am and I have work at 845 tomorrow. One fine day when I look back on my blog years down the road, I'm gonna be regretting on being lazy to document my life explicitly during this phase.

Knowing that I have about 4 drafts in my Blogger account of half-typed entries and giving up mid-way whenever my eyelids get heavier, it's the best sign to show that I might not even get pass this entry for the 5th attempt with me clicking on the Publish Post button if I'm ever done with it.

Anyway. I'll still continue to type.


(with my Aldo shades - he's not that gay not a day-to-day basis sorry to disappoint)

I can finally declare myself dating a guy of the same age digit as me cos Derek finally turned 19 two Tuesdays ago. Well, the cycle will repeat itself again with the 4 months lag time between both our birthdays in Jan and April then I'll start being paiseh about dating a guy 4 months younger than me again.

We didn't celebrate, well at least treating a dinner and getting him a very nice gift wasn't considered celebration for me, but it was for him. In any way I think I was more excited on his birthday than he was for himself, wtf?



This month's been good. Hit my commission with just a tad bit of extra effort, but I hate it when I'm just so close to the second tier and I felt like I'd worked extra hard for nothing if it's gonna be the same scenerio all over again like how it was last month - being short of just one motherfucking submission to reach the next tier.

That, must not happen this month again.

It's payday tomorrow, and I've already made a more than sufficient list on what I'll be utilising the money with. (I forbid myself to say 'spend it with'). Since I'd made the best steal with an Olympus old school film cam, I've decided to splurge on Diana lenses for my DSLR.



As much as I hate to say it, I still wouldn't want to admit that this place is substantially dead. But I'm definitely not, very much alive on both Twitter and Fb. Shame on Twitter for making me abandon my blog when blogging becomes bite-sized over on the other side.

There's a whole lot of pictures stuck in my sloth to hardworking transit waiting to be posted. Last post was TGIF. This post will end with
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TBGIFF (Thank Bloody God It's Fucking Friday!)



And Zoe-ann/Weiru/Friend that has been in the same school as me since primary school,


Happy 19th dearest :)

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