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Saturday, May 13, 2006
im seriously degenerating at home. it is miserable idling at home, having absolutely nothing constructive to do. Yes, ive engaged myself by reading a book (halfway thru self-made man!), making jewellery, watching mtv, revived my blog (kudos to sijing my trusty blog mistress+amazing sister), BUT why am i still so miserable?!?!?! im broke, i need a job, i need to learn somthing new. God please help me get an internship with patricia's company for this one month before i fly off to UBC, or ill pray that ill get at least odd jobs with events companies here and there. peeps, if you happen to have many many lobangs on hand, PLEASE CALL ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

and for a change, heres some food for thought from the book written by Norah Vincent, author of self-made man:

"men whom women loved for being men with all the qualities that testosterone and the patriachy had given them, and whom I have come to appreciate for those very same qualities, however, infuriating at times i still find them."
(how apt an observation to many women's overtly paradoxical expectations and sentiments of men at times)

"Every man's armour is borrowed and ten sizes too big, and beneath it, hes naked and insecure and hoping you wont see"
(well, who ever knows what hes really made of? on the more holistic view, isnt it true that as we grow one often hides behind the veneer that one desires to portray?)