wake up damn late (between 9 and 10am), breakfast, go online to facebook and check mail. do random things like playing the piano, reading the papers/magazines and mugging for a driving theory test, tutoring the occasional student, going out to buy groceries with mom or for other random things and observe my surroundings. come night, exercise a little bit (i think it's not enough, need to step this up), shower, doodle on my sketchbook, sleep. and i'll almost definitely snack from 11pm to - goodness - 2++am because my sleeping habit is as such now... that's quite a bad thing.
i'm adapting so well to being slack, i want to live like this for ever!!! how different i am now, compared to my school days when i would be a total wreck during the school holidays because they were so boring.
joke of the week: one of my sec4 tuition students thought i was older than my current 20-going-on-21 years old, not because i look old (phew) but! because i'm WORKING!?
he: oh, so you're as old as my brother [i know his brother's 21 years old too]
i: ya la, then?? (amused) do i look that old...
he: no la... cause you're working, ma...
LOL!? urm i won't consider tutoring (as in giving private tuition) as a proper job haha. rather underachieving, if that were to be my life career? i'm still not financially independent, though. my 'income' is still way below national average and if i have to rent an apartment for myself and pay the utility bills and provide all of my food and etc. i'll need welfare assistance.
anyway, what made my day today was to see old shophouses/apartments around farrer park mrt! i think it's really cool, to live in one of those quaint, outdated buildings. narrow apartment, grilled windows, damn small-radius spiral stairs!, balconies with zero privacy because there's no walls... i think the idea of a small house appeals to me right now because i'm single?
i think singapore has a strange way of conserving things, those shophouses are in the middle of a busy street and is surrounded by hdb blocks and other new developments.
speaking of being single. thanks facebook, for allowing anyone's personal details to be publicised. -.-
i see more and more of my friends already finding love at this age. i check random dudes/dudettes and many of them are "in a relationship with so-and-so". the breaking news is replete with numerous innocent (99.9% of the time)/sweet/beautiful/romantic/'LALALA' (to be sung as in minnie riperton's dolphin notes in 'loving you') couple photos, it's the online pda (public display of affection), but without the physical, touching bits (damn, nothing juicy to see)!
i'm outdated! 21 and still single! help!
i actually wanted to change my display picture to something tongue-in-cheek to pretend that i'm attached, too! (so that i think i'm still normal? lol?) like, a photo of myself kissing myself, or like, resting my arm over another person's shoulder who turns out to be me etc.
yes, i'm in love with myself, i'm happily single, yes yes! (consolatory words to self...)
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ok, so apart from that failing aspect of my life, i'm pretty happy. listening to her new album, and for the first time, the lyrics as well (never cared about listening to a song's lyrics before) makes me happier.
for example,
Oh my lover's gone awaylol, so random! i guess that's the sort of life i'm living, hurhur.
Gone to Istanbul
Light as a feather
I lie on my bed and flick through TV channels
Eating Godiva
I'm smoking my days away reading old e-mails
In my old pajamas
What a day
Me muero, muero, muero
no! this is not the average life. this is a damn good life!
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