i have a lot to blog.
this page has beeen dormant for a long time.
pardon me.
yes i do know that u have missed me.
and the screams of the devil.
called my heart.
1.SMU interview
maybe u already know.
Q:how many chairs are there in the building?
A:erm. a thousand?
Q:argue ur case.
**Shree goes blur at this point.
A:i have completely no idea.
Q:well, how did u enter this place?
A:i asked for directions.signage.
Q: yup.so u have two mins. leave the room and do whatever u need to. n return.
**Shree runs out and checks the level plan and how many storeys, etc.
And so the case goes on. from number of conference rooms/meeting rooms/seminar rooms/offices/basement level/security... ...
i got 3430.
yes i did buy 4D. and i missed twice.
i had FUN.
but i haven gotten my acceptance letter!!!
2.
i am now teaching in St. Stephens School. primary. wonderful staff. working with Mrs.Sandran. moulding the future of SJI. and yes i will make sure no one gets in there. NO ONE.
3.
i am contemplating a trip to India at the end of the year on my own.
down to Chennai from Singapore and staying with lovely Saras. for a good 8 days.
it comes around 2K. i wanna save up the money all by myself. wanna shop, check kalakshetra and the universities there. cool. i cant wait.
4.
i had a tiff with Hari.
upsets me totally but i am glad we are both ok now. good frens DO fight. but when it happens, it hurts.badly. i guess i felt so threatened and insecure. but hell i am blessed.
JAK & CO. 4eva mike.
5.
anyway i wanna blog abt this as well.
MEN.
i think i so hate this three-letter word.
from dads to brothers to friends to boyfriends to husbands. they make women feel so insecure.
and.
emotionally threatened.
all the time.
their constant silent expectations of us from feeding them to ignoring them at times, they expect. and we are made to give. somehow the society has moulded us this way.
its sick. like how i cant have my girlfriends to myself, cos of their dad/bro/bf/hubby.
sick.
i gotta admit that i am too under this social spell.
hmmm.
for now i dun feel like giving. i feel like taking. *winks*
gimme.gimme.
6.
frankly i cant rmbr much. but i guess its pretty exhausting already.
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there is love in my heart all over again.
but no one to give it to.
*bites*