Musings
Posting from the office again!
No good no good this is becoming a baaad habit. If the company allowed us unrestricted internet access, haha, productivity will plummet.
I'm just taking a slight break..had a v quick lunch to compensate for it.
1. Don't you just love girls with that new short ish sexy haircut nowdays? Its like.. I don't know how to describe.. a less extreme version of Charlize Theron's hair in Aeon Flux. With the back sloping up and a bit of fringe...
2. Luckily there's music. Or else I would go haywire everytime I am caught in a jam. I wonder, how many of us actually check out members of the opposite gender (unless u have a preference for something else) when we are driving/caught in a jam/at a traffic light/ while overtaking/check rear view mirror. Sometimes I do. And I know I'm not the only one.
3. MLTR is coming to town for a concert, though not in the city. Still deciding..Hah, for those of you who don't know who MLTR is, you are confirmed too young to be reading this. Please log off that porn site you are visiting and run back to your crib. For the rest of us coolios in the know, admit it, who among us were secret closet fans? Haha...initially I was, but after a while, I couldnt care less. Funny thing was I like Metallica & Nirvana simultaneously as well with MLTR, whereas usually fans of these 2 genres clash.
4. I'm turning 25 end of this year. Over the wkend I went Genting with a guy a few months younger than me and with another guy a few months younger than him. Don't know why, but hanging around them made me feel old. Like...brittle bark. Like jaded bored and uninteresting. Like how I view 30 year old guys. I could only get along well when I chose to indulge in my childish side.
5. When I see older guys..they seem so boring, so dead, so dull...wake, work, home, newspaper, sleep. It's like there is no life no zest no excitement. They couldnt have been like this all this while. They were young once. Like me now. They must've have dreams, thoughts, wishes, ideals, hopes, fantasies, just like me now. Once upon a time they must have been alive, had spirit, had laughter, joy, emotions, went drinking with buddies, joked around, etc. Did life just beat them down into submission? Gawd..I hope I never become like that.
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