datelines-

having to share a blog became quite a big issue for me lately. i was going to say pressure-ble but haha.. there isnt any datelines, the topics are nonetheless free for you to talk about ANYTHING, and you have "understanding" co-bloggers where you are welcome to take a huge hiatus on this site. somehow i cant help to think that this is quite similiar, literally to a world where youre trapped in a beauty, fashion, etc. magazine where you have to meet your dateline about botox just so you could submit your ridiculous ideas to your editor-in-chief whom you have been cursing ever since you stepped foot on the big gigantic and well-known publishing company.

so of course, that's quite unthinkable now isnt it? this isnt the case here on the ever unpredictable superficial blog that ive known, the trijots.

and somehow as reluctantly as i wanted to say this, being called dead after so many entries ahead of you should be compromised and understood. and it is.

perhaps i should say i enviously wanted what daniel thinks is a boring lifestyle which is yet another ridiculous thought. maybe catching up on movies (god knows how much ive been outdated on that) or just eat till i drop. my life is not even near "boring". its as though that word hasnt existed in my vocabulary in all my entire life. LOL* maybe it became too happening. muahaha gotta switch back to dull mood once lower six starts.

ahhh humans, never quite enough with what they have. when you just had it all you wanted the lesser of it. and vice-versa.

work has been overloaded here at glenmarie and as much as i love my job, still.. nothing beats peace and tranquility-my beauty sleep. having to work for at least fifteen hours perday could actually make me go bronkus and wide-eyed, cranky and haggard (haha... exxagerasm!) and even i could top the craziest man alive. but that was about a week ago, till i had my two days off and i became quite clueless about how i should spend my holidays besides sleeping and working. there were the oppurtunists : my uncle, ken and his girl, tiff who ever since i got my driver's license held their heads up high and demanded that i drove them to work if i want the rest of the day off. surely, i gave in and guess what happened ever since, i got hooked up on dominating the car.

driving around kayel was easier than i thought it would be even if it means driving manual. unless i had to slow down to read the signs to faraway malls and places i wanted to reach. so i paid the price well enough by getting honked at (and maybe cursed..). well its no surprise, kayel people are aliens. they are like martians except they're not green and look just like us. they must have spend a whole lot on their makeover. that made me stop to wonder why they are always that cranky.

for the record, of course its not all kl-nites (i am a living proof of one. teehee*). or ites. okay. its mainly the buissness associates who cant seem to act like an upper class citizen. perhaps theyre ill, and cant seem to enjoy the luxury of their vehincle. like they must meet somekind of dateline. like, how fasts can these fucking motorists go?? they still have to stop at those ugly kl traffic lights for all i know.

oohkay. i got carried away and that was sooo not my point.

so aneeways, driving in kayel first and not in penang is probably a plus for me. i mean, how hard can penang be...right? and im pretty sure i know my way around penang better than in kayel...so...you know...

ok you know what. i dont even like driving. -__-" grrr.