I feel lonely at work still actually. I mean there's hardly any interaction between me
and my colleagues! Although we do talk once in awhile, I still sense the awkwardness when
I talk to some of them. I can already click with one though ^_^

Anyway, transferring to Bugis soon since my department is not needed in Jurong. I am so
NEAR town I can go loner shopping and food fest once in a while! Yay me. Provided I
get good scheduling. The hours sucked. Especially if it's night shift. Who the fuck would wanna
walk through bugis street at night when it's infested with giant cockroaches?

Certainly not me.

Wow, august is going to burn pretty soon, I really cannot wait for my payday and september.
I can't wait for _________ trip as well as my loner outing to One Championship! I hope
I don't bump into gross people there? Especially over-sized muscular lads who think
they own the stadium. Let me have my peaceful evening.

So, people keep asking me "How come you never got into a relationship? Are you GAY?"
Indeed, I am. The best answer to give: I feel the need to be a bodyguard for both the
ladies in my family. Letsay you're my sister - Your security/welfare is my problem.
This only apply to females. Let me clear this confusion again, I am neither homosexual,
bisexual nor heterosexual. I live on my own, for my own, for god. I just don't feel the
vitality of having a BOYPREND.

I don't want to live being ruled by others, being controlled by my spouse. As you can see
men are egoistic, I repeat, MEN. I don't need an offspring. I needed a pet cat, a really
awesome companion - friend, a guy friend with no romantic feelings to be with me
through thick and thin.

Maybe I have been watching too much malay dramas that involves crude husbands,
control-freaks who thinks their wives are their iphones - being overly possessive.

Shucks, I need to get a contract marriage in order to GET A HOUSE.

By 26 years old. We shall see how.

On a lighter note, I can't find anyone suitable for me. I am lacking in the looks department,
so I pretty much understand why ;) No biggies! That's a sidestory.

Yours till the love pollutes the air,

Cyclomeng

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