as much as i want to, i'm actually not in alot of hurry to find a job. the economy is not doing well, the labour market is shrinking, choices are contemptible, and i'm surviving. (living off other ppl, yes. but i'm doing ok.)
and so, it irks me alot when ppl continually ask me how's the job search going. in all honesty, i thank you for your semblance of concern, but really, like you care. i completely believe that its just some pathetic excuse to get a conversation going. really, get down to it.
unless, of course, your name is ah fang, then i believe you care. because other than ah fang (and my mother, when she's bored), i dont think anyone gives two hoots about my non-existent job search.
i am, on the other hand, looking at courses to take in the meantime. i think i should go loiter around community centers and see if there are any interesting lessons i could attend. language maybe. or cooking classes. ^^
anyway, i am fucking pek chek now, because i bought this ugly shit of a palm guard for kiwi, and its fucking ugly. it reminds me of an ill fitting condom, really. urgh!!!!!
