It is a good old Thursday at home.
I would have ventured down to town to seek comfort in the books,music, and people.
Alone or with my lil'brother,either doesnt matter.

This is my last few days of freedom or boredom before a brand new job starts again.
So I would love to drag my days or at least fill it with something everyday.

But alas!A good weather to be outside but I think I would skip that for my parents whose at home today.

This house just seem so good when my family is at home with me in the day to the night.
The same old songs that keep playing on air seem to be audible even at the lowest volume,but all good.Good old songs of Daren Hayes.

What happen to him?Since Savage Garden is demolished,Darren cant seem to get it together on his own.And now i wondered whose the more famous one?

Which leaves me to Friday,Saturday and then Sunday.

I need a slight new concept for myself for this new job.
I want my time to be p-l-a-s-t-ic as well.

So even if I slept at 12 plus every night and had to wake at 7,it is alright.
I will be so glad that I have work to do.
And really I am not looking fwd to be UNDER control.

Just a side update.
That another-Jason who dropped me a msg at Friendster last night came with this reply.

"ok ... mi finished ns lo .. starts working lo .... u gt bf yet ? wan exchange hp number ? wat's yr email for yr msn ?"

I wondered why people ever bothered?Did they really peeled their eyes before my profile?I thought everything is clear.
From his photo,he looks like a rich chap.

The more I have no likings.
Look there are already some stereotypication on rich young bo liao guys,I had.

To me..this kinda just finished NS(at 21?I guess he is a JC student),lived at private estate(from the pic I observed),looking for 'friends' at the virtual world is I think,just living off his parents.

I dun mind rich guys who wanna befriend.They are born with it,it's their fortune.Something I would never have.

But asking for numbers etc would have seem all so desperate.I have nothing worth for him to be desperate for so I assume he would be the kinda posers at the clubs randomly buying gals drinks just for a 8 digit figures that he can smsed to.

But all,I would love an independent guy who can already support himself,his family,and do well.
My own Jason is still far from that coz he is still ..young.(not to mention stuck in NS)But at least he never lives off his mother.Not for a long long time.
Even if he is poor,he would never ask for a cent if he can survive.
That I would have to understand,I always do.
But I see in him,someone who would be a name in the field years later.
It is just the question who would be sharing his success then.
Not that I would be overly concerned coz sometimes things are just written in the stars.
We dont see everything till it happen,do we?


But I shall not wait for a man who can bring me the material security.
I am not overly materialistic,if you know me well.
But we all live in a material world.We are all clasp in materials.It is just the matter of izzit Giordano or U2 or Armani Xchange.

It would be good if a man can,but my life is not up to someone else to do that for me.
If Jamie who can read palms is right,I would be shame.
Coz she said that I wont be rich and my career line is short.(my fear!)
But I refused to believe(who wants the bad news?) that my life is subjected to the lines on my palms.
Why should the lines on my palms determined my life,my future?
But still it set a fear.A fear that I am working hard to avoid.
She is not a prophet,I tell myself.
And fortune tellers are not prophets.Morever an untrained one,I would assume Jamie is.

Oh Blah!

You know what's my ideal life?
You know,dont laugh.

I would love to settle in a less than remote country.
A nice cozy cottage in the midst of a big green fields bathed with wild flowers.
(Dont worry,there will be neighbours and markets and everything.You just have to drive.)
A lakeside nearby.A small farm with horses and cows.
One or two cute dogs.
A big old strong oak tree with a swing tied onto it.
We would do our stupid morris dance under the moon everytime we feel like it.

It would be so lazy that you can hardly notice how the days flipped thru.
Of coz once we are sick,we can be back to another ideal place.

A busy but lively London city life.
A romantic Paris.
And really whatever you want.

Such is how life should be.

But all comes with a price.Yes...technically p-r-i-c-e.
You have to be rich..at least rich enough.

Sigh=/

Cant wait to get lost tonight.