Yet again...

I am morphing into a panda. I'm not getting enough sleep before I go to work. By Friday I might as well paint black circles around my eyes. I hate early mornings, especially when I wake up to do nothing and get stuck in hideous traffic.

Got the whitening kit today from me dentist, I still have about 6 bottles of tea left in the fridge with a few bottles of coffee-milk bottles left...I should have pushed off the whole whitening thing but I couldn't resist. I can feel the bubbles bubbling away under all that chemical. I fear for my gums.

It has no taste.

That saying

"I drive way too fast to worry about my cholesterol" used to apply to me but now that I'm munching on cheese fries while I'm driving...I'll probably die from both *knock on wood*. Work is finally beginning to get a little more interesting. I actually had something to do today. Went to this meeting, sitting in the backseat with a driver taking us there, entering this humongous board room to listen to the CFO brief through the company's direction. It's not like I'll get into such places unless I was some sorta someone on the corporate ladder, which by then I wouldn't exactly be 20. I'm rambling, I know. Anyways, I actually really like the new Mercedes C-Class. It's old news but out of the entire non-coupe range, this one works best. They've never quite done the S-Class right, BMW does the 7 series better. Oh, and soon enough my teeth will be whiter. Either they'll go yellow again if I don't drop the whole barley milk tea craze or stay white(r for longer) if I can go cold turkey on the tea (and coffee :s).

I hate Monday traffic. Tomorrow I need to wake up a little earlier, just a little bit.

Half complete

One more black card to the addition. I am happy. I could be happier, but I'm not complaining. Now half the wallet is the right shade of black.

Near perfection.

Still wasn't working...

The second day into the job and I still was doing nothing, I had things to read but as if that's interesting. On the upside, my lunch breaks have been 2 hours for the past two days, and that I'm not complaining about. Besides, it's on them too. So far it was Chinese on day one and Japanese on day two...I wonder what's next.

Anyways, after a very long day it was time to get back to living again. Went out for dinner on the patio...more like balcony really of this Italian restaurant - it was hot. We were to squished on the table - next time I'll resort back to AC. Then Big Echo we went, and their karaoke was heck better. Next time that's the place to go.

My weekends...they're obviously too short.

Really not working...

First day of work today, I did absolutely nothing work-related. I went on facebook and found myself online on msn. I had nothing to do. I know everyone was really busy, and I was really impressed with how competent they all were (or seemed to be). I'll give it a couple more days before I go mad and demand for something to do.

I almost fell asleep today, if anything I probably did.

I ain't complainin'

A new set of white 100% cotton, 250 thread count bedsheets, pillowcases and duvet cover (although I'd love me a higher thread count, possibly with that whole Egyptian cotton thing going, I am satisfied nonetheless) is finally in place. At times like these when everything falls into place, I couldn't ask for more. Why white? Apart from that fact that it oozes the whole classic vibe, it has this elegance to it - like hotels. Some suites use coloured and/or patterned sheets but I like the simplicity, besides, it lights up my room.

Ps. when I have my own house, the bed won't be any smaller than a King.

And 350km after...

I've finally ridden myself of all the putting-up-with's. I don't know why I'm so angry, I'm forgetting why I was angry to begin with. I'm tired. I don't like that attitude. I don't like that (pathetically dry) sense of humor. I can't stand the stupidity. I don't have the patience to tolerate that know-nothing mind.

Anyway, that's done. What the hell.

The Difference

We're all raised different. Some more fortunate, some less. Some learned what they should have, some weren't taught what they need to know but managed to learn it themselves anyways, some...just didn't learn anything. Do I pity them? Or they're just too much of an ass to care to learn how to behave like a decent human being..?

Oh yes, I have my limits. We all do.

I want it all

I want everything to fall into place, exactly the way I want it. Difficult? Sure. Impossible? Never. I'm on my way damn it. Warwick now ranks first for Accounting & Finance, kicking LSE's *** and moved up to become 6th overall according to Times Good University Guide 2009. Guardian who ranks A&F as part of the business degree puts Warwick second to Oxford, with LSE falling off the top 10 to the 11th place. Overall Warwick's actually 4th - they're all just numbers, but finally my years spent living in the middle of nowhere is beginning to pay off. A good uni needs a good degree class as well - that I'm working on. Then comes the awesome career, which with it comes the big pay and a 'good' life.

For some random reason I want to go read news on the radio, I can't take it no more. Them new anchors can't say things right, and their accent is really off. Mine's not flawless but I definitely don't mispronounce things the way that they do. I know not everyone's fortunate enough to go to an international school and study abroad, but can't the station afford to recruit better English-speaking people?! Gee. Frustrating.

"I drive way too fast to worry about my cholesterol." I want an orange Lamborghini, and I don't care what you've got to say about it. With all the frickin' speed cameras EVERYWHERE these days, when will I ever make good use of that investment I don't know. Germany? As if I'm gonna go all the way there to put the pedal to the metal.

GEEE!

I am just too unhappy with too many things. I tried to make peace but there's only so much I can take. And so I shall ramble.

The more developed countries have imposed smoking bans, so that in essence, people that can't stand it doesn't have to put up with it. Yes, yes, the health reasons underly it all but at the end of the day there are people couldn't stand the cigarettes. With that argument, why the hell are people allowed popcorns in cinemas?! Like smokers, I'm not forbidding them from merrily eating their popcorn, but could they not possibly do that somewhere else rather than somewhere where I can smell it?! The fact that the foul aroma fills the air around the ticket stand is already bad enough, but to have someone eating it right next to you is just unbearable. It stinks. Some people may like it, fine, I will like things that others won't like too but for sure it won't have a sickening smell that annoys them for an hour and a half in a poorly ventilated place. *argh*

Continuing with the whole cinema theme, I hated Hancock. More specifically, I hated the cameraman/men. I can sympathize with the fact that it gives you the whole in-person feel and/or makes it possible to capture really fast moving things...but what's wrong with those tracks that the camera stand rolls on? I get way too nauseous watching movies like Hancock and that annoying aviation movie that Leonado DiCaprio played in. Equally sickening.

Enough whining for these couple of days.

Entry One

The blog serves no greater purpose than to provide a space for me to voice my views and opinions. At times it will have some useful tips, which I have found useful. At times it will have pointless things, most probably just me whining endlessly. It will not be restricted to just my daily life, my thoughts, my praises, or my criticisms - it will go wherever it wants to.

To start this all off, it's my (seemingly normal) life - which finally started again when the exams finished. I'm happily sitting on my bed watching TV. Cable in Thailand these days are running out of things that I find interesting to watch. Movies are rerunning for the millionth time, right now being either The Holiday or Spider Man 3 on HBO. My usual savior is then either National Geographic Channel or Cartoon Network. Academy Fantasia is great for killing time too - if only more of them could actually sing. Anyways, I've pretty much exhausted all the series and they don't start again until September. What is there to watch now? I want Sky. London is more interesting because of that very cable - especially on a nice plasma screen TV.

Sitting home killing my brain with senseless television aside, exam results just came out. What is it with the lecturer when he frickin' pulls down everyone's marks?! Anyway. I'm quite happy with the results, I'm not pleased but certainly not disappointed. My one-night-per-subject strategy (more like the consequence of pathetic time management and extreme procrastination) actually worked better than those religious library inhibitors. I swear that next year - and this time I actually mean it, for the first time - I'm gonna be one of them nerds. I will sleep at the right time and not waste my day away doing pointless crap that's not revision. First class honors is within reach and sure as hell I'm gonna work for it.

I just wonder, what if I studied something else. I might have liked it a lot more, or hate it.