monday blues

…hit me like a tsunami wave. Work is same old, same old. Ever since the invention of email everybody seems to abuse it. No matter, I am the queen of flooding people’s mailbox.

Life perception changes when one grows up, usually not the in way they intended. What is your ambition when you are younger? I didn’t have any. 5 years ago I’d like to be a CEO of a fortune 500 company. Now? I’d much prefer to spend quality time with my family, my friends, my love, and most importantly – myself.

Some people never get wiser when they are older. In fact, they become the opposite. Pray that I don’t become a truly irritating nagging hag when I age.

Even clothing sense changed. I acutely remember those days when I wear baggy shirts and folded loose jeans and resent wholeheartedly on wearing sheelveless shirts.

Those days I am clean as a piece of white paper. Guess I’m filled with holes and black burns all over now. Became cynical. Questioned everyone’s motives. Maybe that’s why I keep asking ‘Why?’ for everything. Do know that it is not personal.

Ahh… I still remember me being the dork who didn’t know what a FM is. Terrible, isn’t it.

In light of the misery shrouded in Myanmar and SiChuan, I should be grateful, shuddup and be totally grateful that my four limbs are still attached to my head.