take a walk in her shoes. i don't share.

many of you have been asking about my plans for after i get officially withdrawn from school (which is monday, for the benefit of those who have not been reading) and my allowance gets cut significantly. this is one of the select few questions i have been asked in my lifetime that i have not found an answer to of yet.

today however, i got off my lazy (firm/perky) ass, and went to A JOB FAIR. like i know, right. sarah and job. HAHAA.

it may not sound that funny yet but look at this.

sarah + job
= sarah + responsibility
= sarah + gets fired anyway

i quote nattie.

"some people are destined for greatness and some for failure, and sarah you are none of them. you're one of those born losers who have to work hard to be a failure."

stop laughing, that wasn't meant to be funny.

though i've always loved nat for being honest, but even I thought this was a little mean. until i realized it was true. the tragedy of life is finding that whatever your parents told you about you being good-looking, smart and bound to succeed in life are all fucking LIES.

anyways, i got over that little depressant, and headed for the fair anyway with sean. he was vair vair sweet, agreeing to come and all. considering it was raining horses and dinosaurs when we both left the house and he didn't feel much like going out.

we went to suntec convention centre for the thing and walked around aimlessly. do you know you have to fucking REGISTER for those things? like what the hell for? dude i'm sorry for being annoying but i don't get it. don't you register with the booth people if you're interested? whatever. moving on.

after being hit on by a few of these men i affectionately dub "the booth people" (as afore mentioned), i ventured daringly into one of them. booths i mean, not men. the guy in it tried to talk to me to, i just kind of blocked him out, till i realized he was talking about the job offer which i was genuinely interested in, instead of saying "you're the prettiest girl i've met all day." like ever other booth person who started talking to me. then i started listening.

i can't remember what it was exactly he was doing, but it had something to do with WINE, selling wine to people by fucking cases. which suits me fine, seeing that i should know about this before i open my dream restaurant-by-day-wine-bar-by-night thing.

i liked that. so i left my personal information with him and he said he'd get me back for an interview, and i walked off. though being the idiot that i was, i forgot to write down my number. and that adorable booth man went around looking for me when he realized he was missing that vital bit of info, and finally found me 45 minutes later by mediacorp's booth.

sean and i got bored so we decided to leave and head off to town where he was meeting his friend, and i was meeting D.

D and i had dinner at paragon then headed to the hilton for my champagne and his whiskey coke. aziz and jessica were performing, and gods how i loved it. i was so enchanted, in fact, that when i saw them leave the premises for a smoke break, i had a rush of TEENYBOPPER FEVER and followed them out, intending to compliment them on the beautiful music they made.

jessica disappeared to god knows where and aziz spoke to me instead. i couldn't recognize him without the piano obscuring his face, but he saw mine alright i suppose.

aziz: you're the girl sitting up front, aren't you?
me: hahaa yes i am! do you happen to be the pianist?
aziz: yes! did you enjoy the performance?
me: yes of course i did, the two of you are really fantastic. your partner can really sing.
aziz: i suppose.. do you sing?
me: yes i do, but not as well as she can..

and the banter went on for half an hour. it finally ended with him inviting me to sing with him on stage soon. how sweet! :] i have to admit, i completely forgot about D existance. so now that i did, i felt a bit bad (very rare), and headed back in.

he looked a bit grouchy, but then i didn't really care anymore. he went out for his smoke and i sat there in my comfy chair listening to people talking and felt slightly annoyed. PEOPLE FROM CHINA SERIOUSLY NEED TO SHUT THE FUCK UP. thankfully, jessica and aziz came back on. D was being a bit irritating so rather than just sit there and get distracted by his pouting, i decided that if the music wasn't going to get my full attention that it deserved, then i'd rather go. i announced that i wanted to leave, and at very least, the boy didn't be a bitch about that. jessica stopped singing to say goodbye, and aziz took one hand of the keys to wave to me. i got goodbyes from 3 concierges and a security manager as well. nobody took any notice of D. they were probably put off by his bitch fit too. haa.

we got into a cab, eventually and i dropped him off first. don't worry, he still paid. i spent the last fifteen minutes without him on the way home replaying the day's events and all the compliments i've received. considering that i left the house at 3 30, and it was only 9 10 when i got home, it was a pretty damn fulfilling day. i actually feel accomplished. don't rain on my parade, because like the dark horse that won the 100m sprint, I OCCASIONALLY GET TO HAVE MY MOMENTS.

i LOVE me.