i’m sitting at starbucks. my last day of work was yesterday. My boss doesn’t seem to like the idea of me working while studying, so I currently have no idea what I’m gonna do during the holidays before the A levels. So i grabbed sung’s laptop ( on loan to me till he comes back from Lombok) and visit a WiFi enabled cafe in town. i'm meeting them at 10 to go to attica. Yesterday, i skated at memo the whole evening until my friend asked me to accompany her to ngee ann city, to buy a dress from zara.



I love working actually; some people say that it’s my excuse for not having a boyfriend. Maybe they're right, but small portion of course as i always defend myself. So, here i am checking my zillions of emails in my web-inbox from advertisers, spammers, acquaintances and friends, and finishing a piece for dave’s girl’s birthday. Hey, this is sleeping to dream- Jason Mraz, not bad at all…in fact, I going to download it.

It’s quite hot actually. Me just wearing skate brand t-shirt (as always) and ordinary jeans. Ordered a double mocha to keep my mouth busy. Too sweet, just the way i like it... hehe. I sat in the corner, the red sofa.. At least my butt won't get hurt sitting for the next few hours. It’s quite crowded; thank God i got myself a chair. Many people with their friends, mistresses (quite obvious old dudes!) and some just business partners.

i enjoy watching their faces, their gestures to each other, the way they dress up in the name of social-be-known. What’s that on their heads are they the tiny little sprinkles in my daily bread, no one knows what's on their heads eh? Is this the day that "the one" stops at my little window-pane? Perfect make-up, smart outfit, heavenly bodies and branded bags going in and out this cafe door. others also having their daily caffeine dose, with ordinary t-shirts, some with odd sentences, with white sneakers they’re just making up the scene, my scene.

Maybe I’m selfish, having this 4 seater all to myself. or they're just being stupid and not asking if they could have the other chairs or just pull them out. Whatever. It’s getting dark and my watch showing 8.30pm, Mmph.. javier's picking me up at 9, going back to change and meeting them at 10. Some people smile and nod at me, I have no idea what's that supposed to mean. Humans are just puzzling to me, as always.

But as i take myself "out of the shell" i realize that life doesn't care whether you're down and in pain, it still spins and gives you a “who gives a shit” look. So, why should we care about the world? Being ourselves is the most precious thing we have. Why should we hide ourselves inside and play ordinary humans out there? Even God can't change us into something we don't want to be. He can only show us the door and wait for us to walk through it.


be sad, be hurt, be happy, be narcissistic, be materialistic, be cynical, be helpful, be the joke, be angry all the time, be wise, be cheerful, be attractive, be a bitch, be a holy man (holier than the Pope), be naive, be childish, be a workaholic, be an alcoholic, be freakin' rich, be poor, be a thief, be a serial killer, be a single killer, be psychotic, be political, be smart, being dumb, being odd, or just a geek or a geeky geek, it's your choice. &&&;

i’m sitting at starbucks. my last day of work was yesterday. My boss doesn’t seem to like the idea of me working while studying, so I currently have no idea what I’m gonna do during the holidays before the A levels. So i grabbed sung’s laptop ( on loan to me till he comes back from Lombok) and visit a WiFi enabled cafe in town. i'm meeting them at 10 to go to attica. Yesterday, i skated at memo the whole evening until my friend asked me to accompany her to ngee ann city, to buy a dress from zara.



I love working actually; some people say that it’s my excuse for not having a boyfriend. Maybe they're right, but small portion of course as i always defend myself. So, here i am checking my zillions of emails in my web-inbox from advertisers, spammers, acquaintances and friends, and finishing a piece for dave’s girl’s birthday. Hey, this is sleeping to dream- Jason Mraz, not bad at all…in fact, I going to download it.

It’s quite hot actually. Me just wearing skate brand t-shirt (as always) and ordinary jeans. Ordered a double mocha to keep my mouth busy. Too sweet, just the way i like it... hehe. I sat in the corner, the red sofa.. At least my butt won't get hurt sitting for the next few hours. It’s quite crowded; thank God i got myself a chair. Many people with their friends, mistresses (quite obvious old dudes!) and some just business partners.

i enjoy watching their faces, their gestures to each other, the way they dress up in the name of social-be-known. What’s that on their heads are they the tiny little sprinkles in my daily bread, no one knows what's on their heads eh? Is this the day that "the one" stops at my little window-pane? Perfect make-up, smart outfit, heavenly bodies and branded bags going in and out this cafe door. others also having their daily caffeine dose, with ordinary t-shirts, some with odd sentences, with white sneakers they’re just making up the scene, my scene.

Maybe I’m selfish, having this 4 seater all to myself. or they're just being stupid and not asking if they could have the other chairs or just pull them out. Whatever. It’s getting dark and my watch showing 8.30pm, Mmph.. javier's picking me up at 9, going back to change and meeting them at 10. Some people smile and nod at me, I have no idea what's that supposed to mean. Humans are just puzzling to me, as always.

But as i take myself "out of the shell" i realize that life doesn't care whether you're down and in pain, it still spins and gives you a “who gives a shit” look. So, why should we care about the world? Being ourselves is the most precious thing we have. Why should we hide ourselves inside and play ordinary humans out there? Even God can't change us into something we don't want to be. He can only show us the door and wait for us to walk through it.


be sad, be hurt, be happy, be narcissistic, be materialistic, be cynical, be helpful, be the joke, be angry all the time, be wise, be cheerful, be attractive, be a bitch, be a holy man (holier than the Pope), be naive, be childish, be a workaholic, be an alcoholic, be freakin' rich, be poor, be a thief, be a serial killer, be a single killer, be psychotic, be political, be smart, being dumb, being odd, or just a geek or a geeky geek, it's your choice. &&&;