when a workaholic takes a holiday...
the world just feels like a giant pool of mush! i have a headache all the time with profound orthostatic hypotension, anorexia (lack of appetite), insomnia (inability to fall asleep), hypersomnia (sleeping too much), anhedonia (lack of interest), whateveria (feeling like, whatever).....
it's been a week since me last exam and i must admit i am not doing much at all. i think i earned about 350 bucks doing one crazy morning shift and a lovely night shift. 50 episodes of TVB later, i am feeling really bored. like really really bored. anyone looking for any labourer etc..? i offer my expert cleaning skills (specializing in toilet cleaning) for 3 bucks an hour! call me, email me, visit me.
the highlight of my days is seeing shanna come home from work and offering her dinner and abuse. nah only dinner and lovely company really.
also we were totally over-estimating our financial situation especially when purchasing my $1400 ticket for annual leave 2008. account balance<20, wallet=1.25. hahaha. how fun! when tom told me that he had to limit his food to 2 slices of bread/day, i was shocked at his ability to cope (especially because i know of his gianormous insatiable appetite, he eats like 4 times the amount i eat per meal!). now i am living along those lines... good thing we pre-bought rice. i think there's still a handful, enough for 3 more meals or so.. i have spent less this week (maybe 20?) than i have sometimes at one go at priceline (on useFUL absolutely ESSENTIAL beauty products). i spent a good part of my afternoon yesterday scavenging the house for coins left in random handbags, jeans pocket etc. my total taking for the afternoon was a grand $2.20! not bad for 3 hours' work!
waiting for pay-day(s)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (in more ways than one)
anyway we got swindled again at victoria market! gave that girl 20 bucks she said i gave her 10. bloody hell! that was the most expensive pawpaw i have ever purchased in my life!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
what else? oh yeah grad dinner's coming up. with no money I can't go get a nice dress. I do have a very crazy top that i bought like 6 years ago but never had the opportunity or guts to wear... mmmm.. in any case i need money because i gotta get a decent pair of party shoes! and eye make-up! and a new party purse! and and and... mmm shanna's getting paid soon... like today or something!
people say i am "unhealthy" cos i have no other interests outside of the category "WORK". and, like a typist who has their hands chopped off... if i lose my job i'd lose everything! it's true. i know it's dangerous like this.. and i'm putting all my eggs into ONE basket.. but hey, at least i have a basket, and it is not a rotten useless stupid basket!!! anyway, knowing that i am likely to be kept very insanely busy for the next 30 years of my life offers great emotional security. oh yeah and i must save up to buy some income protection thingy. which reminds me, time to see the accountant. ka-chiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing!
p/s: i hate pimples, they give me pimples (duh).. now u know how bored i really am
Posted at 08:07 pm by tshtam