 i don't know about you.. but i sure wanna be a donald trump when i grow up.. 
KICKED ASS AT 8/20/2004 08:20:00 PM. i hate anonymous comments. seriously, if u wanna post something just leave a name will ya? or i'll tell mr. scream here to send u to hell: 
narh.. just screwin' with ya. 
but really, quit playin' games with my heart.. (my heart)... KICKED ASS AT 8/20/2004 05:21:00 PM. ever since career's day, i've been thinking about what i want to be in future. i've also thought about it in the past.. here's what i wanted to be when i grew up! dum dum dadi dum dum. i've alwaysssss loved food when i was young.. i was a greedy littl bastard, and i still am, just not greedy, and no longer littl, and certainly not a bastard. 1st, i wanted to be a model for some cake company: 
then i figured, what's the use of modelling in front of something which you can't taste? and what's the use of becoming a himbo? then i decided, i should be a food taster.. 
yes yes.. not convinced? here's another of my food tasting escapades 
this time i wanted to be a drink tester. obviously, you could tell that the drink i drank then sucked. must be some milk powder from a goat or something. see me cry out in distaste 
while i was getting ready to throw it away.. i was thinking how this could kill the world.. then it struck me.. i wanna be a regular godzilla! 
see me overturn cars and squash helicopters... i was good at it then. even my mom said so. i was proud of it then. =D but then i was thinking.. i would have to go bathe in the seas.. urgh.. i would be too big to get into a regular shower.. i decided to be a smaller sized terror. let's say.. a vampire! so at the stroke of midnight.. 
mua ah ah ah.. i vill suck your blurd. nya ah ah ah.. look into my eyes......................... 
then i realised. vampires don't get paid. except in blood. and blood expires like how fast.. so i can't store them.. so i decided to have a more realistic job. let's say.. a magician! like how shiok.. can be like david copperfield sia. i was already on my way to my first trick. my disappearing act. now you see me.. 
now you don't. 
wait! then i saw something i was immediately attracted to! a microphone!! now i can kick william hung and andrea bocelli's asses at the same time!! picked up the mic and started singing... perfect.. now to send in the tape and wait for the prestige and moolah to roll in. but i was thinking, what if i wasn't paid regularly? and would i have to travel and leave my family behind? this responsibility was too much for me. (later on, i was offered a singing contract with EMI, but i gracefully rejected their offer.) i'd rather stay home in singapore where i belong. maybe i'll become an entrepreneur or a ceo and take over creative company! i can imagine it now.. 
"hmm.. maybe i can improve this product.." 
i did it!! voila.. i changed the colour of the gadget! now it's a really nice yellow now. so proud of myself! or maybe i could start small.. maybe open a small pet store: 
and if i'm making profits, i'd probably expand my business. 
OR MAYBE, i could take up a noble job! like being a priest! 
*puke* i know i'm the holy type, i just can't stand closing my eyes for too long. then i decided to think small.. i'd rather be a mat biker and learn to relac one corner.. 
but since i'm a chinese.. i'll rather be a chao ah beng.. 
"diao simi?!" those were the days..... *sigh* KICKED ASS AT 8/18/2004 09:35:00 PM.
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lol you're so egoistic! but creative. it's a really dumb story you whipped up. ahahaha
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 : 4:23 PM
u should just be an actor ya knows, n den u can be everything u wanted to be, from a vampire to a food taster. :) ily anw. ;car
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: 10:23 PM i lub chu! KICKED ASS AT 8/18/2004 08:18:00 PM. before i embark on my undisturbed quest for knowledge.. ( study physics cuz there's this damn mock which has totally no significance in my a level grades but i'm so stressed not to flunk it badly. ) i wanna get some thoughts off my mind into the pensive. firstly, i had one of those BAD days. the one where i knew something was gonna happen but i don't know what. post friday the 13th trauma. was having PE yesterday, and this 80kg rugger rammed into me, hence, i fell, hence i sprained (or possibly broken) my wrists, hence i couldn't do the simple things in life properly, hence i couldn't write properly, hence, i didn't do any work, hence suffering from an unproductive day and a pain-filled day, hence no blog, hence people get bored, hence someone started to post a fake comment to me. thanks anyway. =D the pain lasted throughout yesterday and today. i'm kinda having some difficulty typing now so don't mind the shortness of the blog.. all my blogs are short anyway. but all of them are of tall tales. now i understand the true usefulness of my wrists.. without it, i couldn't: 1. brush my teeth. (not that i didn't i just had lots of difficulty doing so) 2. wash my face. (ditto) 3. wear my clothes. (in case u are wondering, no, i didn't go out without my clothes today) 4. make breakfast. (feed me.) 5. carry my bag properly. 6. take a trip on the bus. 7. carry my books around. 8. drink water properly. (i spilled water all over myself today. shucks) 9. flip the finger convincingly. 10. do my essay. 11. eat properly. 12. type properly. 13. move the mouse properly. 14. open the house door. being handicapped sucks, i wonder how am i gonna survive in army. time to hit the books. shoo joce! <-?? KICKED ASS AT 8/17/2004 07:22:00 PM. |
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