so sales wasn't that great but i was surprisingly happy today and yesterday,guess its the company around me thats making me sooo happpppy.hahahahaha :D

so yesterday slutty muthu (okay im sucha bad friend,i don't know my friend's name despite knowing him for 6 months!) came to the COMEX show and claimed that he wanna buy 5 laptops. freaking slut,i wasted close to 2 hours talking to him yet he didn't get anything. hahahaha then again,he made me happppy LAH,hilarious shitz. oh and did i mention I'VE GOT FREE STARBUCKS TOO? HAHAHAHA sweet stuff,thankssssss! (:

6 laptops today and some china guy asked for my number,eww gross right! a straight NO to his face! impromtu decision for dinner and because i ended soooo damn bloody late,there's only MACS left. i broke my 1 month plus record of not eating fast food! hahahaha then vavavrooooom back home! (:

EH I AM REALLY HAPPY LEH HAHAHAHAHAHAHA IM MAD! and LIVEJOURNAL had been lagging like a bitch lately,maybe its time for me to ditch LJ and move on to WORDPRESS like what LITTLE MISS POPULAR VEE did.

hmmmmmm.......

"I am disillusioned with relationships. Yes, that's right. After nursing my friends through countless break-ups and dabbling in a few myself, I've come to realise that relationships are simply trouble. Not only do they not solve any problems, they even create them and make a mess out of your life.

I've got this theory that relationships are like drugs. There's the initial palm-sweating, heart-thumping high when you first begin one, and the illusion of romance and happily-ever-after that cloud your judgment. But inevitably, there comes the huge, depressing, headache inducing, why-the-heck-did-i-do-this crash at the end.

So if we all know that relationships are more likely to sink than swim, what then, is the point of relationships? What can possibly be achieved be immersing yourself in the river of love? Euphoria? Rarely. Depression? Probably. Morbid thoughts of kicking the bastard's balls? You bet.

I recently spoke to a rather bitter and cynical friend of mine, who fancies himself a modern day Confucius of sorts. We were discussing a topic among the lines of the male ego, when he proclaimed smugly, "Guys are like pirates and girls are like territories. Guys should aim to conquer as many territories as possible, while girls should prevent themselves from being conquered." How on earth does one respond to a comment like that? Paralysed with incredulity, I wondered, "With guys like these, why do we place so much confidence in relationships that are obviously doomed to fail even before they begin?" 

Relationships take up your time, and too much of it at that. Hours spent making promises of love and forever, watching inane movies and trying to make his friends like you... time that could have been used more fruitfully on outings with the girls, going for spas, learning a new language, whatever. Now that the relationship is over, all the time spent has become time wasted.

But it's not just your time that relationships steal. They also burn a hole in your pocket - recall the ridiculous amounts you spent on birthday, anniversary and Christmas gifts - and strip you of your pride, like the times you called and called and called... and called because you desperately needed to talk to him, or the times you begged him, with tears streaming down your face, to take you back.

Most important of all, however, is the fact that relationships simply rob you of control over your emotions. Remember the nights you spent sobbing into your faithful pillow and the embarrassing mornings when swollen eyes and tear-crusted cheeks greeted you in the mirror? What happened in the end? Love came in a whirlwind, left, and now it's just you picking up the broken shards.

So, why do people have relationships? I simply cannot (and perhaps will not) see any logical reason (and please don't tell me love is irrational and illogical). Faced with this impossible conundrum, I've decided to take a hiatus from relationships - until Prince Charming comes along at least. No more drama, no more angst and no more heartbreak." 


Adapted from CLEO September issue (CLEO is really good!).