a guy told me last night, that there's still hope. that one day, i will learn to trust again. that women are better than men (wow), but men have feelings too (double wow), that there are men who take a woman for who they are and respect them...

all this from a married men with three kids who was basically running around the bar trying to get laid with anything with boobs. disgusting. PUI.

my life is a bore. at one point of time, it was quite fun, really. trying to decide what you want to do with your life. but i've already decided, and now, all i do is wait. wait for the time when i throw that hat up in the air, and start on my career. 2 years to go. what the hell do i do in the meantime?

it scares me inside, for people who don't go with the flow and expect that their career turn out the way they want it to, usually fall. whats my backup plan. if not singapore, where? if not law, what?

then what if i DO get that dream job? then, again, i would complain of my life being a bore. the next stage is putting up with the fact that i already have the job, and trying to make it as fun as it seems.

its like getting all worked up on going for a trip, then when u get to ur destination, u think, 'now, what?'

well, random ranting. laters.

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