happy chinese NIU year.
斷了的弦 再怎麼連
我的感覺 妳已聽不見
妳的轉變 像斷掉的線
再怎麼接 音都不對
妳的改變 我能夠分辨
我沉默 妳的話也不多
我們之間少了什麼 不說
哎喲
微笑後 表情終於有點難過
握著妳的手
問妳決定了再走
我突然釋懷的笑
笑聲盤旋半山腰隨風在飄
搖啊搖來到妳的面前繞
妳淚水往下的掉
說會記住我的好
我也彎起了嘴角
笑
yay. im done with my promoting job that requires me to shout and stand whole day long. while the pay wasnt exactly what any JC student should be getting, the boss was quite nice la. he gave an extra angpow along with gifts in the form of his shop's new year goodies. and KIMCHI. yay.
met a couple of new friends. including one interesting jap guy. HAHA. so cool worx. like he only speaks abit of english.. it's so unfair, just because he speaks jap, he earns more than me and does lesser than me HAHA. oh wells, the pic above was when he had long hair. HOW INTERESTING. but he's bald like all the army boys now. i guess he had to shave it due to work.
also met hongkies and china bakerman. LOL. my dad had ingrained in me that chinese are very hardworking and that's why MNCs like to employ them while the native employees detest them. however, i got a "culture shock" when i see him sleeping at the store behind the stall everyday. HAHA. and he really sleeps like a log. HAHA. but he gives me shivers down my spine cause he kept praising me. HMMM. first he said i was hardworking. then he said my eyes were big. then he said he liked my voice( the voice itself or the volume? i dont know.) ahh whatever. and he so happens to stay at simei. how cool is that. HAHA. my colleague cheryl agreed with me that simei is filled with weird people HAHA.
i also met with this cat-high-hci guy who does cheerleading at NUS high. like WOW. at first i didnt associate cheerleading males with feminism. but his obsession with a gay working around and his constant slapping and waving of arm and wrist made me convinced that he's a bisexual---he had a gf. ALL DEH BEST FREDDIE!
then there's vino, vanessa, leona---I LOVE HER EYES AND HER NAME., geraldine, helen---she deh most efficient baker i've seen. and all the other aunties working around. it was fun sharing samples with one another. so we got to eat a wide variety of food without paying. HAHA. so fun (:
last night i found myself cursing at vadi once again. for not giving me my promo result slip. afterall, he lost the original, the re-printed and the re-reprinted. i severely need it for my profile whether or not im applying for a scholarship. cause i am affirmed that YES MY PROMO RESULTS LOOK BETTER THAN BOTH MY PRELIMS AND MY COMING A LEVEL RESULT SLIP. i cant help feeling down again whenever i think about econs. what if i really flunked it badly. yes it's a what if, but there's also a possibility. and i know it myself the best. who doesnt want to convince herself that she wouldnt do badly for her examination?
so it's the first day of the first lunar month and i find myself recovering from food poisoning. im not supposed to be anyhow eating. but who really cares. it totally spoils the fun if the food is controlled, though it would positively help also to control my weight.----the whole world of girls are complaining of weight gain. do you realise that?
alright. today is kinda a bore. temple and one house-visit and we're back home. and it hasnt rained.---i also consider pouring as rain. ): ok. after new year, it's part-time job and driving instructor searching...
no more hopes pinned on recruit express. and so no high-end jobs like attachments at clinics or lab technicians. i find myself needing more freedom and fun. im turning back to friends who do not aspire so high and far to guide me through. suddenly, their lives seem more feasible and down-to-earth. at most, i turn myself back to doing technical stuff like hairdressing and coffee-brewing. afterall, researching and managing was never in my "what-i-want-to-be-when-i-grow-up" list. then again, maybe it's just be thinking about, "that lawyer/doctor/vet will never be me. cause the dream is too far and tough to achieve. im just an ordinary person. i can never get up there with strings unattached.".
think about it.
All the sleepless nights;
and the tears you cry
at 6:22 PM
and the tears you cry
at 6:22 PM