RocketJim's

*sigh* Bring It On

I work way too little. I clock about 80 hours on an average month...which is about only 2 weeks of work. Money-wise it's still pretty good cuz with that 80 hours I can buy a couple of Chanel bags (but I don't cuz I am a cheapskate). That is the pro of my job. The con is, I don't know how to occupy myself so I am depressed half the time. Maybe I should stop letting my horoscope curse me. "Oh Pisces know pain, they feel it all the time" shit.

I ain't in a particularly good mood and my mood is made worse with Jules' range of stupid questions about men and my personal Life. I am sorry darling, but your queue number extends to about 3 lifetimes later. I dislike his accusatory tones when he ask me why I don't date Singaporean men. WTF I DO ok? He makes me out like some arrogant SPG in denial. I just take forever to consider them 'into' boyfriends because I am not looking out for domestic maids. And Singaporean men gel their hair funny.

To be fair, the Singaporean men I date aren't exactly much older than I am. My exes were all about 8 years older than me. I need to be disciplined because I am decadent and very hedonistic so I need a strict man, preferably older. Singaporeans in general (or 95% of those I have met), are puppies that are very eager to please. Which is GOOD if I am looking for someone very very accomodating...or a maid who fights with me to carry my bags. I just prefer them older and fine, foreign so I have more things to learn about. My curiousity leads me to trouble sometimes but hey I like being in the unknown from time to time. Charles Darwin recommended all species to diversify or evolve ya? Since it is wrong to date animals, I naturally look for men of different races lah, so my babies will have a good mix of genes. But I need to be more careful in my selection process next. Less motormouths and less liars. I think I am getting there. My next one will be almost perfect and will not keep asking me stupid Jules questions. He will be a sexy, rich and intimidating mentor. Nice.

Also, if the next one says that I am beautiful, he will not hear from me again. NEVER. I am not going out with ugly men anymore too. Empress Boodiboo is right, ugly men always break my heart.

Still, Life is pretty uncanny sometimes. On my way to LA, I met Mr President...who looks like Shogun, talks abit like Shogun and the way he spells his words when he emails me, just like Shogun! Both speaks Thai too. Uncanny. If he turns out to be a similar motormouth I will really introduce them to each other.

Life. *Hmph*

Secondly, I want to apologize to Junny for being such an eyebrow menace. LOL