Thursday, June 24, 2010
im amazed by my lightning no-brainer responses over phone calls..
me: (dials a number) hello, im interested in a job you've made available.. may i ask where's the working location?
guy-over-phone: ubi.
me: OH MY GAWD SO FAR!!!... *silence* whoops. err. erm. sorry, guess i cant match the job.. *silence* BYE.
=.= loser. haha. no EQ.
tell me how am i supposed to get employed. when i can only work PART-TIME. and TEMPORARY. and ONLY ON WEEKDAYS. and need a FLEXIBLE schedule.. sucks lah. my $$ is undergoing combustion each passing day.. and incineration when i go to town to kill my craving for new clothes, new shoes, new dresses and to see pretty people on the streets=.= (yes, i've got a new hobby in town, beo chiobus and chio-man. sad life.)
speaking of chio people, i realised, unless you refer to those k-pop superstars, most of us cannot differentiate koreans from japanese and chinese.. oh, and for fortunate or unfortunate singaporeans like me, i often get recognised as a different nationality. pffff. maybe i should get a citizenship in korea one day, i feel honoured to be asked if im a korean, not so when acknowledging a singaporean and even sulk when asked if a PRC. i am ashamed to be not-so-proud of being a singaporean. now see what the k-pop wave has done to young souls like me, brainwashing us into a vastly different culture that exists in the other hemisphere..
All the sleepless nights;
and the tears you cry
at 1:44 PM