Sunday, January 16, 2005

lesson #101: the girl who has it all

Feeling really really happy! For once things around me are all going my way. Is it in the stars? Is Mars clouding Jupiter shadowing Venus booty-shaking Mercury? Whatever it is, I AM GLAD. Happy. Titilated. Effusive. Burbling up to the brim with joy.


It started out with the arrival of my allowance. Yep. THE allowance. No more picking half-eaten sodden bread off the streets for me. No more crouching on one corner asking for handouts. No more sipping on one chocolate martini hoping it'll last me throughout the night. Most importantly, no more gulping down my saliva as I stare at shop windows upon shop windows. My dear Forever 21, a fairweather friend, is back being my friend for 'tis true - the fair weather is here!


A great discovery was unearthed as I rested my eyes upon the numbers written across the digital weighing machine. It says 45.0 kg. The most glorious pairing of numbers I've chanced upon for the last six fat months. Man, I love my flat tummy. Can't help checking out my reflection whenever there is a reflective surface around. Restroom mirrors, glass panes, back of spoons...


Lastly, I am in my MA Professor's good books. Very good books, I should say. All thanks to Prof Gan, my FA Prof last term. Prof Gan apparently gave some VERY good recommendations. Prof Khoo, the MA Prof, actually used the phrase 'singing praises of you'. Glee. I'm not even sure what I did to make Prof Gan think I'm such a good student. But I must've made a deep impression. And I'm glad. Very very glad. That's my class participation taken care of. With luck, the Profs are gonna start spreading the 'Good, Monica!' news to every other accountancy profs in SMU and the rest of my life in accountancy will be smooth-sailing. Ooh la la.


Sweet, baby!