if i was a rich girl...

Then all these problems wouldn't be happening. Or maybe worse would happen. But who's to know?

Okay. Here's a rough update. My relatives can't keep their noses in their own newspapers/books/whathaveyou.. and keep bothering my mum about my life and how I'm living it.

What I don't get is this. If I refuse to work so that I can just enjoy my one year break, what's it got to do with them? I mean they've called me, told me off when I answered, and I've just left it at that. Don't they get the hint? That I don't want to work? That I just want to enjoy this break and continue with my studies next year? That I just want to spend time with my buddies this year, while we're young and still in touch with each other? Rather than be like them and forget all their buddies by the time they're 30, 40 and only keen on making their career a success?

And what's the deal anyway? Even if I DO work, get a goddamn job, what's it with them? Its not like the money's gonna drop in their pocket right? So why this sudden war with words and telling my mum off?

And my dear mum, troubled with all these shit and so much more, couldn't tell me. HAD to tell Aunt H. And if that's not enough, Aunt H set up an interview for me. And I got caught completely by surprise when I dropped by her place with my mum. I mean imagine this.

You're watching tv, enjoying tea, then out of the blue:

Aunt H: So Jess, are you ready for the interview later?
me: *CHOKE* excuse me?
Aunt H: The interview.. later? With Moddesto's? Or Starrbucks?
me: What interview?
Aunt H: Didn't mummy tell you? I got you an interview with them! Today! Later!
me: WHAT?!

Yup. Whoops, surprise interview! And to skip the details, did my mum know? Nope. Not at all. And I had to find it out the hard way, after arguing with her on the streets of TOWN, mind you. Only to have her hiss in my ear "you know what I feel like doing now? I feel like fucking jumping off the highest building, you know not?"

You know how troubling is that? Having your own mother spit words of wanting to do suicide in your ear? I couldn't sleep that night. I'm not exaggerating. And for the next few days that followed I had to make sure she went to work and came home fine.

I swear it alright. If you care for me that much, all of you, any of you... don't do this to me. Even for the job at the toys store, I had to prepare myself an entire weekend just for the interview. Pathetic, I know. But that's me and I'm just shy around people.. what more, someone who might just be my new boss. So I prepare to impress. And I did for my first interview. And got hired on the same day.

But this Mod place and Starbucks didn't work out for me. I wrote lies on the script.. and if the fella reading it KNOWS that its all bullshit, he'll prolly throw the thing in the bin.

Still, I wait for a phone call.

ANYway, onto better news. Went cycling to Senfuckingtosa today with CH and Jaws. The ride was a pain in the ass.. but it was good. Sun shining, shades on, Kayne West blasting in my ears, riding past fast cars and irritating taxi drivers... it was all good. Till we reached Sentosa, of course.

First, we didn't know the pathway in would be affected. Like, really badly. The roads were crazy. Rocks everywhere, ants everywhere, drivers everywhere.. ANGRY drivers giving us the finger and yelling at us to go home...

Okay, maybe they didn't yell at us to go home, but this bus fucker of a driver yelled at us and Wayne that we shouldn't be goddamn cycling because it's dangerous, and when we said "YEAH WE KNOW" he piped back "so if you know what are you doing there?" before shaking his head and driving off.

What the fuck.

But we got to the beach in one piece. Sat there, relaxed, drank, threw rocks, laughed about nonsense, saw the lightning, heard the thunder and realised that maybe we should have just stuck to Clarke Quay instead.

And 2 people called me when I least expected it. First from that little girl, then the other was from Gen. Almost cycled into a tree and a garbage bin when they called. But the feeling to hear Gen's voice over the phone... Haha. I think if I heard Steffi's voice I'd prolly have crashed into the Sentosa bus.

I'm really sorry I couldn't make it today guys.

Cycled out, dodged some cars, rode in EXTREME conditions... I swear I'm surprised I'm at home now and not in ICU.

Erm, examples of extreme is like cycling inbetween traffic. Cycling in the direction of an oncoming bus. Cycling past prostitutes. Speeding across the traffic light when its a RED man. Doing a U turn in the middle of the road when dozens of cars are coming our way.

Haha. And I'm not exaggerating. CH and Jaws can vouch for me. And I almost got hit by a bus. And 2 taxis. And a white van.

But it was all good.

Sure, I got a back that aches like a bitch now, arms so tired I'm actually leaning on my table typing this out... but its good. Spending time with my buds like this.

Makes me happpy.

And even BETTER news? Rach got a B for the essay I helped with. I mean after doing the airlines question I felt like a terrorist, and after the casino one, I felt like a gambler out of the unbeatables.. but she got a B! And I'm happy. For her and me. Cos for once it proves that I can skip a WHOLE year's worth of school.. but just relying on O level standard information from the geography books and a little research here and there, and I'm alright. Still literate and still able to do a stupid essay worth 20 damn marks. :D

And congrats to Jubilate! Heard and read about ded mass. You guys must've been awesome. :)