Tis the 31st of March.

Everything is soooo blah lah. It's just been a month working at the bank but I'm bored of the job already. Surprise surprise, I'm beginning to wonder how long I'll last. It's a 1-yr contract, but it's sorta auto-renewed. Unless you got disciplinary/behavioural problems lah, none of which I possess, ofcos. And the contract is such that, after the first 3 months, I can leave if I like; as long as I give a month's notice.

But I don't wanna go looking for another job! Bleurgh.

Also, if I stay on, this job will be a good add-on for my resume. I'm learning new things everyday, which is good. Too bad the stuff I learn don't interest me one bit.

Which asshole came up with the whole concept of banking anyway? I'd like to stuff a few demand drafts up his bony arse.

Now, happier stuff.

I'm out today! The Jayster will be expecting me in town at like, 5. Which means I'll be there at 6. *winks evilly* We'll hang arnd till we meet Babu and Nan later on, and maybe, we'll be going over to Devil's Bar. I was initially against the idea cos altho I just got my pay, and I can afford to club a very teeeny bit, I don't like the idea of spending all the extra cash I have. What if I had a shoe emergency? Or worse, a nail emergency and I HAD to get it fixed right away? But guess what? Devil's Bar's got no cover charge. I sooooo do not mind now.

Oh, I paid my (multiple and never-ending) bills via DBS iBanking. I love the tiny device, and absolutely adore pressing the soft red button to see a new pin appear everytime I do! I am so smart too, as at the end of every transaction, I take a screen shot of it for the transaction reference number. *taps self on back*

I feel soooo cool!

*shakes to that 'I'm too sexy' song*

What shall I wear?

I had the worst night of sleep in ages yesterday.

Wld you believe, I actually woke at like, 4am, to inform my mom that we gotta fill up a form. Don't ask me what form, i have nooooooo idea in hell. And I vaguely rmbr doing it. I tapped her on her arm and told her pretty gravely that the form needs filling up. And she sleepily went 'What?' Hahaha.

It's not even 12 yet, but I think I shall turn in. Gosh. How am I gonna cope with part-time studies?

Where there's a will, there's a way.

But, is the will there?

Oh well.

My thumb nail chipped horribly. :(

I was tugging at my belt yesterday morning and somehow, in my hurry, I managed to bend my nail a wee bit too much. It hurt. *sniff* Was so sad the whole morning.

Listen to me. Ppl are starving all over the world, women and children are getting molested, relatives are dying; and I'm sobbing over my chipped nail.

Well aaanyways!

Fixed it today with shitloads of coats of nail enamel, and 2 hard, patiently applied layers of brown polish, AND a sealing coat of clear varnish. Decided to go all out and do a pattern too! Here:

Before




That's actually some cover-up stationery. It wasn't sticky enough, so I held in together with scotch tape.

After



The scary angle.



Under white light.



Now have a closer yet blurry look.

Quite happy with it. :-D

I suppose I shld blog.

I just took my very first screen shot! Makes me sound extremely backdated and call me stupid if you like(don't you dare) but I am soooo proud of myself. I figured it out with no help! So what if the keyboard has a button which says 'Prt Scr'? It still takes brains to figure it out, ok?

Hmph.

Ah, here's my masterpiece!





Beautiful, ain't it! :-D