what a boring day..

i hope Jules is doing good at Dubai.
All sand and 'hungry' men..high standard of living.lonely over there but sure it trains your independence.
i wonder if i can live alone...but sure my dad will disapprove.
sigh...here goes my dream~
i wonder why they have the big idea of air stewardness are like prostitute in disguise.

anyway...looks like Jason cant accompany me throughout this week.not that i dun understand and is angry.i dun owe his time and his life.
but...tuesday..June,i gotta look for work already.i cant stay bumping at home..not my life.

one thing about Jason is he is a true damn blue capricorn. and you know what they say about Capricornians.

"Capricorn tends to work all the hours God sends under the mistaken impression that you will always prefer a diamond necklace to a night of watching Friends togeter. When romance starts to pall, he wil be straight back to the office and you will be left twiddling your thumbs."

i have no doubt that this boy of mine may make it big one day.but then i am no gal that requires a fully ambitious and successful rich guy.im pretty content if its just some popcorns and a movie at home.

and you know when guys are really true damn rich...they have alot of tricks under their sleeves.oh pls..everyone turns to the world reckon famous and faithful lover-David Beckham.2 adorable sons,1 ..erm..poshy wife,a leg kicking career and numerous unfaithful tales.

i never need to be rich,i wasnt born rich and can do without the moo-lah in my life.i just perhaps ask to be earning enough for everybody in my life.


lately there are alot of commercials on tv 'selling' Australia.
i always look at those kinda tourism commercials..if only i can make it there while im still young.

tonight when the clock strikes 12,the results would be out.
*pray pray pray pray pray pray pray pray pray*