As if my life isn’t already full of drama, big brother up there decides to inject today with a just a bit more.
First I’m forced to make the biggest decision of life by morning. This has got to be the most nerve wrecking/ daunting thing I’ve been made to do since… since… well let’s just say this is big like.
Secondly,
as always when you’re in a massive rush, just somehow you’ll either a) run
into traffic b) find no cabs available on the busiest street in the
neighbourhood c) run into a boo boo on the tube. Well guess what? I scored all
three. Oh lucky me… getting on the wrong side of the line was just classic,
without thinking I subconsciously walked right up the platform I normally take
when I get off work. Except that I’ve quit working at Sentral for months now.
Also,
I’ve found a sudden inclination towards Chinese songs. Don’t even give me
that eye. And if that doesn’t make me smell ah lien, I’ve also realised
humming to every Chinese song being played by the cd pirates on Jalan Alor
totally not a problem. I think it’s time I remove myself from this city. Which
brings us to the very next issue – removing myself from this city.
What
am I going to do? Shall I stay or shall I go? With half of me mates (inclusive
of me housemate – for obvious reasons) asking me to go back and while the
other half (who are obviously still in KL) asking me to stay, what am I supposed
to do? Even if I’m not taking their convincing and such into consideration
(but I love you guys still really), making a decision is still difficult, as it
seems to take more self-convincing than I think it does.
So
lets weigh the pros and cons. With my staying back, it’ll be familiar faces
(not all whom I want to see), warm weather (wake boarding and tanning!), a car
(so much for environmental concerns), an apartment (whoopee), a job (part argh
part whoopee) and a crabby degree of some sort that will prolly be shit ass easy
to get thru which also will coincidentally have no academic value (especially if
it’s from a certain Lim Kwok Wing inst or the likes – no offence sweeties).
If
I leave…A room of my own which is right next to the kitchen (ahh), a german
Shepard/kitten from the spca, stupid little year 2’s for me to step on (muahahaha
– making it easier for me to nab that grant), peace to my poor soul and the
eardrums of its physical being, cheap turntables, a kitchen that I can properly
cook in and who knows what else will come with me moving locations. After all,
my one-year back here has made so many things possible for me (and impossible).
For
someone adamant towards a gamble free environment, this has to be the biggest
gamble of my life. If I fuck up, I’ll never hear the last of it. If I make it
I’ll step on the faces of all them aunties and the likes with petty mouths and
brains. Looks like meditation and Buddhism has not much an impact on me in terms
of hate and anger management. RWOARRR!!!
And
if life isn’t hectic enough, I’ve got this food feature to sort out before
this weekend. And there’s the damn wedding where I have to be ushering stupid
guests at dinner, grrr. It’s already Wednesday for pete’s sake. And
there’s the whole should-I-stay-or-should-I-go issue. And I haven’t even
taken a break to head to out to anywhere!!! See what work does? Another reason
why I should get away from it all. Oh man, Disco opens tomorrow… *slaps
forehead* dammit!!! Another dent on the schedule!! This launch I have to be
at no matter what. So here’s another double argh for the night. ARGH ARGH!
*Sigh* at times like these, I’m lucky to have been a greedy biatch and packed extra nasi lemak from Ampang earlier. =) The only thing that seems to remain unchanged in this topsy turvy world of mine – Nasi Lemak Boss.
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