now a fugitive from working in the retail industry, i am obviously unemployed and my part-time affair with writing has become more immense.i smile more when i get to share my preferences or strong distaste about certain earthlings,men,love or world current issues.

you see, amidst all the chaos of finding a job, i just realized one humiliating fact about myself.and i am going to do something about it.

i think after saying this for the umpteenth time to me, Dad practically has a fish living in his bubbles of saliva."You will NEVER get to see the top of a mountain, unless you keep on climbing, despite the fact, that its taking all the energy out of you".cut to the chase, it means that i have to start small from the bottom and bruise myself all over my body in order to see the effing view from the mountain.

i would love to venture out of retail and currently looking forward for an office job.of course, if i was a chauvinistic man and salivating to my object of lust, it would definitely be a job in a magazine firm.fuck it,if i was given a crappy post like, an admin assistant or a post-production assistant, just as long as i get to see all these high-post writers, copywriters, editors and designers work in stress, running all over the place just to meet deadlines to producing a great,life-changing magazine.but i guess that's out of the question, because my qualifications aren't up to standards(sad.if only tongue and cheek creativity is the only requirement for these kind of jobs,sigh).

sorry, sidetracking.

i shall announce that,only today,i realized, that i was a double standard bastard.why?because the jobs that i looked through, were high-paying administrative jobs.i,THE BASTARD, didn't bother to browse through jobs ads such as,"$5 per hour, no experience needed, urgent admin assistant needed".geddit?how the bloody fuck am i suppose to be paid like $2k when i don't even know what to do?and now,i am nodding my head, like a turd(try picturing me looking like Ugly Betty, stupidly understanding a math sum), in breaking down my ridiculous, sky-high expectations in finding myself a job.

ta daa!

yes, i just smiled sarcastically and frowned at the same time,because the fact that, i need to start small, just ticks me.BUT, i am going to do it anyhoos.gather some experiences to get me going.

you can now take down the,"pfft,wishful thinking,bitch!", banner.

mind my profanities,please.

and now,i shall consider on writing a tirade email to The New Paper on how i think multiracial in Singapore should be embraced again, which, may bring a little happiness in our daily lives amidst all the craziness on planet Earth and let them, let everyone read it on The New Paper.

your reliable daily motormouth,
little miss frisky.