Am I so bored that I blog or am I addicted to blogging already...
Hope not. I have plenty of things on my plate already, yet I can still find time to blog...I must be in the "3mins warm" stage. After a long day, slogging at work, perhaps blogging is a 解脱...where I can mentally flog any "small people" to death with my words! And grouse about any grievances in my way...
But then leh, since I'm using my name to blog and being the "fake gentleman" that I am, I had better not "unblock my mouth with the basket". Had wanted to keep an anonymous blog instead, but Karma works in mysterious ways, it's always good to 修口德. Of coz, it's easier to preach than to practice.
Ok, back to my blog subject...I'm a newbie to blogging, so I'm still figuring out when to blog....this is important rite?...not expecting my blog to be a success but dunt want it to be a flop either. With so many social networking medias avail, why would I blog, instead of facebooking? Even if I'm feeling a little "lor sor" that my comments cannot fit, I can leave a FB note, rite...Well, dunno the answer...but I'm enjoying writing in my own flair that would definitely fail as an essay, irregardless if it is a blog or FB notes. Wonder if my english teachers, Mrs Chang; Mrs Tan; Miss Nah etc, would shake heads if they saw this hahaha...
Ok gng to sleep, so I will end by sharing something funny, that I read today:
When I was just a little girl
I asked my mother, what will I be
Will I be pretty, will I be rich
Here’s what she said to me.
Que Pei Ling, Pei Ling,
Get a rich husband, forget how old is he,
The future is as bright as can be,
Que Pei Ling, Pei Ling
Ferrari, LV….
When I was 25, I got married,
I asked my husband what lies ahead
Will we have rainbows, day after day
Here’s what my hubby said.
Que Pei Ling, Pei Ling,
I work in Pee A Pee,
the money keeps pouring in,
Que Pei Ling, Pei Ling
Lambogini, Gucci…
Now I am in Pee A Pee
I ask Matthias, where will I stand,
Will it be SMC or will it be GRC,
This is what he says to me.
Que Pei Ling, Pei Ling,
Just act cute and smile,
Marine Parade is it,
when you see uncle Goh
Easy… Peesy…
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