My sister told me several weeks ago that it's been months since I last posted anything. Anything at all! How unacceptable!
So I've been busy with stuff. On days I'm not busy with PAC stuff, work stuff, moving house stuff, re-organizing stuff, thinking up funny stuff to put on my Facebook page, I killed time by walking around malls looking at stuff. I'd dearly love to buy them (and after the annual bonus came in I was totally capable of doing so) my conscience told me not to.
So I'm living at a new place now, since July. My cold-hearted ex-landlord evicted both me and my brother at the eleventh hour. It was the end of the month - I just came back from Dubai and was having a nap before flying off to Zurich the next day - my ex-landlord texted me saying that we had to get out of the house by the 30th of June. In my mind I was like, "B*TCH!!!"
So I literally dragged myself out of bed in the late afternoon and went online to look for a place.
Long story short, I'm now staying at a place $400 more expensive than the old place, but waaaaay nicer. It's got air conditioner, pretty walls, mini TV with a DVD player in the room, and a curtain. (my old place didn't have a curtain. I swear.)
But before that sad incident, I was involved in this talent competition the company had organized. I didn't get the top three positions cos the three guys before me all had fantastic voices, but I bagged the Best Showmanship Award, cos I was stunning on stage. Nyehehe~
What else is new?
I suddenly miss a guy whom I'd had an intimate moment with. He's caucasian but born and raised in Singapore. He's skinny, skinnier than I am, but what he's packin' down there... Mm-mm-mmmmm..... Sorry but I'm a slut. Can't help it.
I'm gonna get my tonsils snipped off! Made an appointment with the doctor for the 27th this month. I'm gonna get hospitalized for the first time in my life, and hopefully the last time ever. The thought of having a cannula up the back of my hand just scares me shitless. Jeez I'm feeling woozy already.
