Tuesday, October 20, 2009,
i've been feeling drained and exhausted lately. BUT a little bit of enthusiasm and excitement. waking up early in the morning to head to changi for work is no problem. here's the breakdown of my time awake everyday. 70% work. 3% travel. 3% dinner. 3-6% talking to my mum. 3% preparing for sleep. 3% exercise. 12-15% miscellaneous. that means 12-15% of my time awake for myself and everything else, using the computer, research, lana.
im starting to feel the downside of having a driving license and not hate driving. im ashamed to say that im a chauffeur. since my mum hates driving, she's making me fetch her to and fro everywhere hahaha. my sis from the airport, dad to this-this place which i can't say, government buildings. i don't like driving when the people in my car is whining. at times i just want to park my car at the side of the road, walk off and take the bus. you didn't know that.
so work's been alright, sometimes fun, sometimes weary (because there's nothing to do) and i can't afford to have my boss catch me falling asleep. last weekend got to be my busiest one. although my friday was somewhat, disappointing. there's something about sunday, for a very long time i tasted the whopper burger, due to cash flow problems i couldn't afford the double whopper.
the last time i almost fell asleep at the wheel was, months ago from East Coast Park towards tuas. i fell asleep on the wheel yesterday. to work AND from work, i was just too exhausted. while on the expressway early in the morning i missed the side barrier by about 15cm (a short ruler) at about 120km/hr, my cruising speed as i struggled to keep my eyes open. while driving home, again at the same speed almost traded paint with the car on my left, on correction i almost hit the speed camera (coincidentally the speed camera). but no matter, nothing happened.
i'm getting a salary, i gave it all to my mum.
i'm saving money, as much as i can.
i'm very arrogant, when it comes to driving.
i'm not appreciating my car, because its limit is too easy.
i want a strawberry shortcake.
i'm looking forward to meeting the little kiddies, they're all busy with their J1 stuffs though.
and lastly, i'm getting my own car. it's not confirmed yet. although i found it.
i want to give blood. but my spectator is, ambiguous, God knows what she's thinking.
i say some girls are faggots. fun, fickle-minded, cheerful, indecisive,
oxymoronic.
and on that bomb shell it's time to end. see you soon.
9:25 PM