No matter what skin colour you are, or what nationality, I am touched you read this blog! But...PLEASE. PLEASE I BEG OF YOU. TAG OR DO THE BLOODY NUFFNANG SURVERY ALREADY SO I KNOW WHAT AGE GROUP MY READERS ARE.
Anyway, I am teeming with emotion. Yesterday I had a visitor from US. I was like DELIGHTED!
And today...Omigosh wonderful fanfuckingtastic today. I had visitors/readers from Canada, Russian Federation, Mexico and....Singapore (duh)!
I love you, my readers. So much that I am possessed by the need to hug and kiss you incessantly, and a big, sloppy smooch as a bonus.
Though I doubt you want this smooch.
Haha!
Anyway, viewers, please continue to visit (=.
Still searching for a job that allows me to use my writing talent. Unfortunately, companies are looking for financial analysts (WTF?), advertising execitives (Do I even look qualified to be one?), and people who are 18 years old/have secondary school education/N levels.
I swear these people are biased against age. AGEISM TO THE YOUNG! ROAR! HOW DARE THEY!
I suppose I can always go into the F&B industry, but after reading Gao Xiang's entry on his termagent of a manager, I don't think I want my positive impression of the Hyatt to be belmished by my experience working there. I want pleasant memories of luxury hotels (when my family used to be affluent enough to afford weekly buffet lunches there), thank you very much. When I think of 'Hyatt', I want images of imposing marble pillars and modern polished countertops with crystalline fountains and decadent lounges, not dirty kitchens and sweat and Body Odour.
I want to be a sales assistant in those boutiques, but I think they won't hire people my age. Do you reckon I can pull faking my age off? I do look mature for my age. Hmm...better not, in case of some obscure child labour laws I've haven't heard of.
Speaking of jobs, WTF (Where The...I'll leave you to complete the expression appropriately) is my ads? It's been up there forever, and no-one is giving me email notifications of interested advertisers. Is my blog that...that disreputable?
ARGH. Maybe I should change my blogskin to accomodate a headboard ad and one at the bottom. I'm thinking about my other self's blogskin (yes, look at Intelligent parallel, or whatever it's called).
But then the song wouldn't fit. ARGGHHH.
