im tired. my neck feels so heavy. i feel sick. ):


its twelve on the dot now! AM.


sometimes people ask me what i want to be next time and i always find myself shrugging. i guess no job really interests me till a great extent. i dont even have an interest in a particular thing. i remember when i was young i used to want to be a teacher. because i thought it was fun to use the markers on the whiteboard. last time, i thought it was really cool to mark with a red pen too. then there was another period of time i wanted to be a maid because i thought housework was fun. i was probably five to six years old. and for a while i wanted to be a cashier because handling money, pressing that button for the money tray was damn cool then. i also wanted to be a writer once. i was primary three or four. when i was primary five i wanted to be an artist cum pianist cum poet, whereby i would draw or paint a picture, compose a piece of music to accompany, with a poem. i wanted to be a lawyer too at the beginning of this year because of the jodi picoult books being all about law cases and being a lawyer seemed like fun.


just some random stuff. (: