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its hard to not think about the differences once i begin a real full time job. being a trainee, life is just different. i''m sure many will nod their head on this. my days as a trainee was filled with goals; goals which eventually build the future i will have, and it did. it never was a 365 days of torture, it was meant to be enjoyable, obnoxious, jaded and most importantly fruitful. the exposures to the different kind of connections and opportunities. honestly, i was given many chances to relocate to overseas, a better pay. u just need alot of determination to know wad u want. yes, the pay in us dollars, in swiss franc, in pounds will make ur imagination go wild. reality isnt such a fairytale. if that job offer really sounded so attractive, why wasnt it filled up right away? and i bet, the offer comes with other scarifices.

i manage to meet up with my bros. had a wild dinner and hermam drove us to his bmw gathering. sped off to marina keppel bay prive, each had a cocktail, then ben ordered champagne, out of no where came 2 buckets of beers and a bottel of chivas. it was booze till u drop night; but i never did. HE picked me from from keppel bay and headed to wast coast, cos it was a tough day at work for HIM and i was more than willing to be there.

now that i've got so much time ti allocate for so many things, i'm putting my shoes back, hitting the tracks. i need my tone thighs and calves back. heels did help a little, pacing up and down in heels on the average of 10hours per day helped my calves.

i'm speaking too much nonsense now. just becos my funds are running low. 2 more heels from c&k, 1 more coral longchamp bag, and the shopping spree from all over. just high after having my self cooked aglio olio and tomato pesto broccoli.

its time to let the movies buffer. ciao.

{ 06 July 2008{20:40}