Monday, January 16, 2006 || Of time capsules, money, and KEEPING FIT.
- Hello, non-existential readers of mine! *muahs* I shall pretend that you all actually missed me. :P
I've been sleeping at almost unacceptable hours lately. -_- Anyway, yesterday, my poor stomach was aching for God-knows-what-reason. Nah, it's not cramps, because I don't get cramps at all.
... Must be all the excessive eating I've done. I'm so gluttonous.
Anyway, because I was quite sick yesterday (though I recovered fast!), I finally found time to watch Il Mare.
I've never cried like this ever since I read Message in a Bottle, I'm telling you. I even used up a whole box of tissues to wipe my flowing tears. T____T
Nah, just exaggerating. :p
But the movie was good. I'm such a hopeless romantic, the sad parts of the show made me cry. :( *blows nose*
Oh, my true love, where art thee??????????
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Eh? Where was I? Oh, back to yesterday. Nothing much happened, dinner with friends was uneventful. Slept at, err, 5 a.m and woke up pretty early. Which explains why I look like shit today, though that is unimportant.
So anyway, while I was shopping for clothes with my friends, I got struck by a sudden inspiration to, guess what, go jogging!!!!! So I left my friends gaping behind after I made that proclaimation in the shopping mall, caught a cab, and headed home. Was planning to go to Taman Jaya or something, but I got lazy. :p
So I went jogging, jogged for about 10 minutes and I sat on a bench to rest. LOL. Smsed Christine to ask her about Taylors, and she told me that there is a short (wtf, Chris?) korean guy in her class that is 'totally my type'. -_- Intro, intro!
Then, I ran around like your average fatso-athlete-wannabe for another 20 minutes, and I slumped on the bench again. HAHA. Smsed my friend:
'Wah, I jogged for only 30 minutes and I'm gonna die already. Omg ...'
The reply: 'Hahahaha, well, you were pampering your ass for the past two months, what do you expect la? LOL.'
-_- How unsupportive.
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Woo, Josh was telling us about this investment plan that his wife practised since she was 21, I think. Sounds damn damn damn promising. (Plus, it supposedly worked, since his wife is rich ......)
So yesterday, after our friends left, Jaclyn and I stayed on and started talking. Being the money-minded people that we are, we spent at least half-an-hour talking about that investment plan Josh recommended us. Being rich has never crossed our minds --- I mean, she wants to be a pastor, and I wanna be a journalist, how rich can those jobs make us, yeah?
But now that there is a ray of hope, uh, I'm a bit apprehensive. I won't lie; I am a greedy person. -_- But I can't allow money to control my life, ya?
Anyway, after a bit, we started talking about what would WE be like when we are, say, thirty. Woo, pretty scary thought. =P And Jac suggested that we write down a description of the person we'll imagine ourselves to be, what we look like, what we're doing for a living etc ... And keep the papers together, and open them together when we're REALLY thirty, so see for ourselves if we've lived up to the person we want to be, at seventeen. Besides, I'm quite sure that we'll still be friends even then.
Me: "What the ... Like, put the papers in a time capsule?"
Jac: "Apa tu?"
"I dunno, I watched it on TV before. They put it in a kinda box, placed it underground in some place, then dug it out again when the time came ... Did you watch My Sassy Girl??" (a korean flick T.T)
"I don't watch korean shows lah. But damn cool, right? Let's do it! Would be fun and meaningful."
"Uh, that is, if we actually remember where the heck we hid them."
For the sake of it, I think that a time capsule looks something like this.
Jac: "Yea, true also. We'll find some easier way to keep it lah."
And I found out lame I could actually get. -_-
"Hmm, I doubt that it'll work. Because, you see, I think that it's a bad omen, this time capsule thing. I mean ... You or I would probably die, then when the remaining one of us opens the box at thirty, alone, you or I will find some emo shit written in it, then cry... It's always like this in the movies ... Haih ..."
"Omg, this is not a movie wei. Wtf..."
Uh, yesterday, I actually *did* write all my hopes and dreams for the future down. Of course, you're probably not interested. T.T Heh, doubt that I'll actually keep it and open it again when I'm thirty, though.
Which, come to think of it, is one of the reasons why Jac and I are best friends ever since we were kids. -_- We are damn lame. And somehow, we both are pretty used to each others' lameness, and we have good laughs over them.
Ooo, one day, I'll get a guy who'll do the time capsule thing with me. *Awww*
Kidding, kidding!
I am feeling *quite* money-minded right now. LOL. Which calls for a major job hunt!!! I'm not crazy, if I were to ever work, I am in it for the money. I don't understand my friend, who is working at a bakery for thirteen hours per day for only Rm800 per month.
... *salutes*. I got a job that pays Rm700 per month, 12 hours per day, and I turned it down. Damn not worth it, right? :p
Am REALLY hoping that I'll be able to somehow get a job at a kindergarden. For that, I wouldn't care if the pay is nuts! I LOVE kids, haha.
And oh, I think that I'm going to crash in my bed today, after all that pointless jogging. Earlier, hopefully ... Love ya, peeps! You know where to reach me. *points at tagboard and comments* :) LOL, I am damn tak tahu malu. -_-
