We’re not promised tomorrow.
I fell in love with Meghan Trainor’s hit, like I’m gonna lose you. Think the melody’s kind of catchy, like some retro song. I like retros dont feel surprised upon knowing that.
I once aspired to be a lyricist. I like deciphering lyrics. Well, I don’t like to hum things in the bathroom without knowing what they actually mean. I do google and try to find out the hidden message expressed in every song. For example, How to Save a Life by The Fray.
It’s about troubled teenagers. We try to help these depressed teens, but to no avail. They still took their own lives. Somewhere along that line, google it if you’re interested as well, I suck at summarising.
So for ‘Like I’m Gonna Lose You’, not entirely on love. I mean BGR. The message this song is trying to express is actually, to love and treasure one’s presence as much as you can. Life is unpredictable, don’t take things for granted. So love like you are going to lose your loved ones. #chim
Ofcourse, if it’s not chim, it’s not me blogging. Just kidding.
Alright back to my life, 3 days into work. Boss and Lady Boss are nice people. Offered to get me dinner. My pay may be shitty, $5.5/h, but it’s damn lax I guess, looking on the bright side. I get to do transcripting own time own target.
Initially my job was crafting worksheets, $7/worksheet. But how many worksheets can I actually craft in a week or how many does the center require? Not much, so he offered me this better lobang of transcripting lecture videos for his own reference, you know to not plagiarise.
4 to 5hrs a day, so it’s flexible. Taking off days up to my choice. He’s like “Come whenever you want”
So what fun am I having now? Not much.
Again, don’t judge my character’s name. Know what? I was walking from this place to the free market. A stranger just LOL-ed, another HAHAHAH. Literally got judged. Fortunately they do not know who’s the loser playing this.
NS in 2 weeks time, fearful. Cuz my physique is not up to standard, and I’m spoilt. I sleep in an air conditioned room at home, covering myself with 3 blankets. Ok once again I know you’re like WTH WHY 3? Cuz cold la, actl its bcuz I tend to kick my blanket and when I put 3, like stacked on me, it’s difficult for me to kick them away cuz of the combined weight.
Why put me in Tekong when I offered to join the police? Most probably bcuz Im fat or colorblind, sigh.
Perhaps its fate hahah. I never imagined myself being a policeman, and mum has imagined myself to be on the wrong side of the law. That’s why she’s trying hard to prevent me from going there. Why so worried? I’m actually disciplined to not go astray. Despite my journey of life being a rocky one (exaggerated), with myself being the 烂苹果, I’m ok with people regarding me as a loser or a failure but not a villain.
Or am I actually a villain already since I’m such a dick. 😂
Ok la but honestly, I’m too scheming and pig headed to join SPF. I know this myself. 😂 I guess they understand me more than I do of myself.
Dream shattered 😭 but never give up hope guys.