In about 8 hours, I will be on my way to Shenzhen Bao’an International Airport, ending my very first overseas holiday. I’m not really sad going back to Singapore because it’s home after all, but I just dread the inevitable idea of going back to work. The harsh realities of life, no work, no money.
I’m dreading work also because I will probably be grilled about the holiday; where I went, what I did, what I bought, is it good, blah blah blah. I’m not very much a conversationalist. I mean, basic questions should be fine, but I know some aunties (one the very least, and I think I know who it’ll be) are going to question till the cows come home. GO EXPERIENCE IT YOURSELF LAR!
Ok, that’s angsty. Truth is, I don’t like a particular auntie’s incessant questioning. The worst thing is she’s totally insincere, asking the same questions over and over again, not bothering to remember what has been told to her before, several times. Grrrrrrrr. Bother.
Anyway, I realise I didn’t buy much here. I wanna buy more clothes!! I haven’t got a single pair of shoes! I didn’t get a belt! AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH! Nvm, I’ll return again, and will buy more things. Hurhurhur.
I SURVIVED A WEEK WITH VALIBOO!!! Hahaha. Don’t know how I did it lar. LOL! Nahh, she’s not all that bad. I mean, she isn’t bad. Yea, something like that. Muahahahhaa!
So, I promised myself that I will go for an overseas trip by the end of 2007. I did it. Very suddenly. Thought it was a lost cause when November came, but well, things happen. Which is good, if all are good things.
Lunch soon, and it’s back to packing. I hate packing. I don’t like to fly with Tiger Airways. Someone really should invent teleportation, if it’s invent-able. But as usual, some idiot will abuse the good things in life and everything will be so restrictive. Bahh.
Very soon. Home. Bed. Stable internet.