My Future

Whenever people ask what am I gonna do about my future, there are two different answers I might give, depending on how close we are. If you're :

-Not that close to me, eg, a teacher or someone, I'll give you the serious answer : English lecturer (Which is total bullcrap really, because I'd kill myself if I ever grew up to be a teacher/lecturer).

-Very close to me, eg, Ky or my 5sn1 mates, I'll give you the joking answer : Marry a rich guy, find a sugar daddy and even becoming an ibu ayam at geylang street(ha ha ha).

To be really, really, very seriously serious, I have no idea what to do about my future. Yes, I love drawing and arts and stuff but if I really am planning to be an artist, then what the fuck am I doing at a science stream? I admit, I choose to be in a science class in the beginning to have a.. wider option for what I wanna do with my future. But now that I look at my grades and stuff, a straight As for SPM seems impossi-fucking-ble.

My mother, on the other hand, wants me to be an air stewardess. My reaction : Wtf? Her reason : Because your brother and sister already had their chance to study overseas. If you can't strive academically to study overseas, at least you had a chance to WORK overseas.
Okay, mum. Thank you very much. Appreciate it.

My sister, meanwhile, just shrug and told me to "go with the flow". Easy for her to say, with her brains and stuff.

My brother... Meh, don't think I'll ever dare to ask him. He might give me a long hard lecture about being indecisive and stuff stuff. Which, in the end, will only make me feel like crap.

My father? He gave me the best answer among all. Hooking me up with that rich cousin. Ha. Seriously, I have NO PROBLEM AT ALL marrying Cy. If he'll ever fully button up his shirt, that is.

Conclusion? Don't ask me what I'm gonna do about my future. Cos I'll make something up right at the spot =D hmm.. Maybe I can be a reverie expert. If that's a job.


Jane.

7 types of people you don't wanna encounter in a cinema

7. Those little spawn of satans. Yes, I'm talking about kids. Whiny, crying, cannot-sit-still babies/kids, ranging from the age of 3 to 10. Now don't get me wrong, I love kids. But seriously kids + cinema = a big NO NO.

6. The vibrators. Always wanted an Osim chair or any random massage chair but you can never afford it? Look no more for all you need is rm12 and a little bit of luck! Just sit beside or in front of a dude/chick with incredibly long legs and maybe a serious case of a parkinson disease and baam! You even get to watch a free movie! damn worth it can?

5. The omg-I-totally-get-that-joke-so-let-me-laugh-out-LOUD-and-LONG-so-that-everyfkingperson-knows-I-get-it people.

4. The loudmouths. Now, this is slightly different from number 5 because loudmouths not only laugh loudly, they also find it necessary to make a comment for EVERY scene and dialogue. Wait. Basically that chick/dude that talks unnecessarily loud in the cinema? Yeah, he/she's a loudmouth.

3. The cina-ted faggots. Don't watch english movies if you're linguistically retarded, assholes.

2. The loud chewers. Their motto : On nom nom nom nom all the way!

1. The spoilers. "He's gonna get killed. He's soooooo gonna get killed. There! THERE! I told you! I told you he's gonna get killed. Ha. I told you, didn't I?"