My final exams are over, I am unofficially graduated from my university, and I haven't found a job. Sounds pathetic, but I have been out and about shopping my darned arse off and skipping my jogging sessions, loading on the calories from popcorn, and watching movies all over the place. Food, movies, shopping = $$$ flying away. I haven't found a job yet! I haven't completed my CV and Resume, and I am a horrible nut! Why am I whiling my time away?
A grad trip might be hard to come by now with the swine flu eating away at society... H1N1. Scary stuff. Talk about 1918. Then again, we would all fear going out, business would be affected... the world is in chaos!
I have gained so much while I laze my time away. Missing a few days of jogging from last week... actually not jogging at all last week, and eating out, has made me gain additional pounds. I know it sounds vain, but they say overweight = disease. I want to be healthy. I am not yet as healthy as I think I could be, so I must exercise control and discipline! It's kinda lame that I skipped blogging for such a long time. I have so many things to update, but all I've been doing hanging around town, or staying at home and facing the computer or the television set the whole day. I find that there are more and more things to watch on tv -- whilst increasing my excitability and happiness factor, it is taking its toll on my eyes and my sleeping routine. Talk about laughing out loud. I have been sleeping at 3am these few nights ... actually, 3.30am... and although I wake up in the late morning or early afternoon, I've been getting broken capillaries below my eyes... a.k.a. dark circles. That is bad. Horrible! Hasn't been this bad since coming back from the U.S.
And I've been a little crazy and starting to introduce myself into the vain world of... you know... ugh... I don't like to spell it out because it sounds so vain. I know. But I'm just a little bit into it. So it's a little troublesome.
I need to exercise! That is random. I know... I really feel very guilty. Now I know the feeling one of my aunt expresses when she misses exercise to go have coffee with my mother. Seriously.
I have a few photos to put up, but I haven't got the mental drive to get down to it. I hate when it takes forever to upload photos onto my blog, and I'm sure those out there who blog knows what I am seriously talking about. Kudos to all you patient people out there. I am patient in some aspects. Just not when I have to upload photos on to my blog. Nadda. Nay.
I don't think my resume is impressive. But I hope someone out there will give me a chance. I like to focus on things rather than juggle work and study and whatnot. So I haven't been that enthusiastic ... resulting in a rather hopeless resume. I know I have back ups. Come on, kid's got skills yo. Geddit?
'Cos not. We're kinda approaching a serious subject and I feel like this is not a platform for me to be serious. Come on. Serious? What is with that word anyway? Okay. I honestly feel like I'm talking to myself already. So who exactly is my audience? I say it is my imaginary diary friend. Believe it or not, I used to start off my personal diary (hidden somewhere) with a "Dear Diary". Yes yours truly didn't even think of naming her diary anything.
[for today, that is all.]