i work alone today. and no one stop to buy things after xmas. guess all are broke.

we humans are sick bastards. we can't have our mind stop thinking about anything when we got nth better to do. other than sleep, we are still thinking about something every second.

and thus, as usual i start to imagine while sitting beside my push cart.

as the rain started falling, i tot to myself: what if i have oni 1 day to live? what will i do?

i said: spend time with my friends, family and indulge in some hardcore retail theraphy. but all these are superficial. what i wanted most is to love again.

it could be anyone. but right now, its rather bleak.

then i imagined again: what will life be in 10 years? i see NS (*roll eyes), education, career and again love.

one of best friends says, i'm a closet. he never state his true meanings abt it.

but to me, i think its that i'm not fully opened up yet to everything.

according to IS magazine's horoscope:

'you sometimes entertain the fantasy that the less you need, the stronger you'll be.'

secondly,

i'm no superman. i really starting to hate my cart job. not just me. its my colleagues too except E.

i'm no prisoner to be at your call or receive your call whenever u want me.

i'm just a bloody part timer, who receives $5 per hour even on xmas day.

i need entertainment. i need some bloody good quality time with my good old pals.

WENCY, LEY YEE, SHAREEN, OBE, YC, KEVIN AND EVEN IDG.

i dun wish to get stuck in this kind of world where even friendship lacks.

i know i have yz, ash and others ard. but sometimes we all need our comfort zone. and ash has bek, yz has karal. i have _____

my new year resolution: not to miss out on any FUCKING GOOD DJ for any clubbing event. for i missed david guetta. zouk out. and my halfway trip to MOS when they played my favourite song with dry ice.

seriously, i dun even know what i am typing.