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i am usually zonked out after work, that kinda explains the infrequency of the blog entries.
pardon me for that, but i guess it really doesn't make any difference anyhow, cause no one really cares anyway.

but just some interesting stuff to share for the past 2 months...it's kinda weird. the frequency of uncles and aunties popping THE question to me is getting higher. so what on earth is this question??

"ARE YOU MARRIED YET?~!"
MY GOSH, imagine my horror! my trauma!
it's puzzling, a year ago, everyone's asking me whether am i an intern, in the short span of just one year, the questions have miraculously evolved into much thought-provoking ones.
damn, and you would have guessed what's the next question that follows.
"SO DO YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND NOW?"

........NO NO I DO NOT HAVE A BOYFRIEND!YES I WOULD LOVE TO HAVE ONE....ok that sounds kinda desperate,but heck whatever. the bioclock's kinda ticking.
my babes would have shared my exact sentiments.
does birds of the same feathers flock together? all my chill-out babes are all swinging single. woohoo like me. and mind you, ALL OF THEM ARE HOT BABES.
pretty,intelligent, stylish babes, just like ahem me?(sheepish)

so why are we still bloody single?i can never give myself a good explanation for that.
i guess the common answer would be we are too picky. but too picky?why not?we're choosing companions, love interests. it's not like your usual supermarket or foodcourt affair, where if there's no char kway teow, you'd just make do with kway teow soup. char kway teow and kuay teow soup are completely different right, so why make that horrible compromise only to regret it??

so is it the fault of singaporean men?are they not up to standards?or are they just nuts?
that i have no answer either, i haven't had that much experience with singaporean men.that last and the only one that i had does not admit to be one. i mean the singaporean part. obviously.
i guess most men these days are kinda weird, they kinda get impatient, and would like to shove all details of their life story from nursery to the current phase all at one go. but hey hey i'm not interested in your life story, didn't my expression already tell you so?why don't you get the hint.

yes the men just don't get it.

and i know it's a generalised statement, but the prominent reason behind my sad singlehood is that men are boring. my friends, ok in particular trix has always said the guy who's meant for me must be an extremely interesting guy,because i'm too complicated. he has to have all sorts of amazing ideas just to get me interested.because i'm much too desensitized by the shit i see on tv these days. damn the job.

it's gotten to the point where i could just rant on and there's no full stop. but alas i need to wake up in about 5 hrs' time for my event. ok it's tadas for now. to be continued...