Saturday, April 30, 2005

lesson #152: i refuse to move my butt off this bed

Feeling so layzeeeeee... Aaaaaah... Nnnngghhh... Hmmmm...


Supposed to go for kickboxing class soon, but feeling too lazy to prepare. And the thought of actually stepping out of the house to take the bus down and endure a boring, headache-inducing ride feels out of this world. I especially hate taking SBS buses. Not sure why, but the air inside their buses always feel so stuffy and there's this weird mouldy smell... Bleurgh.


Gonna club tonight with Jing, Mag, and PS. Probably going to Chinablack even though it's not exactly a nice place to club nowadays (heard it's infested with *horrors* JC brats waiting to go uni who are prone to epileptic fits on the dance floor!) but I can't think of any other place to go.


Was going to wear backless, but then I feel like chickening out and wear something decent like the net knitted top I've never got the chance to wear before. Funnily enough, Jing then messaged me to say she didn't feel like wearing the backless slutty top we found yesterday at Bugis Village, either. We're just big chickens, we! Boook bok bok!


So the job search has begun. Looked through the Classifieds today and found a few ads looking for... *drumrolls please* bridal shop models! Haha. And hey, don't look down on them bridal shops. As long as they don't require 'registration fees', I'm game! Yep, things have got that desperate. Will drag Jing and G too, maybe for a threesome wedding photo? Haha. There are also some temp posts which I was too lazy to enquire on, because I was too lazy to walk over to the phone. Will try again later, fingers crossed.


Actually, my dad has 'offered' (more like given me an ultimatum) to redeem my pathetic couch-potato life and told me that he'd drag me back to Jakarta with him for the coming months to work as an accountant at his workplace. Actually, the package sounds very attractive if not for the 'Jakarta' bit. If I agreed to that, I'll have totally no life. My Jakarta house is being renovated, so I haven't got any place to live. So I'd have to live across my house with my neighbour who has four sons (eh, I think it's five now), and I can't bear to think the kind of thoughts pink panties-sighting will bring them. Or else, I'd have to live with my grandma, and I don't have enough earplugs for that. Apart from the lodging problems, I'd have zero friends and zero night life, except maybe for the times when I'll get mugged.


Maybe I'll ask my dad if I could bring a friend back too? Like Ms Vvvv, who's fluent in Bahasa Indonesia?