so, my first day as a working young adult.. it's at geylang, not whoring, at my goddad's office, as a 'tidier'. right, he basically needs me now, just to tidy up his stuff.. and those who know me know that i aint particularly a neat person. so it's pretty ironic how i gotta tify up someone else's mess.. it's pretty fun i guess, i mean i was enjoying it? right. now im going bonkers. he's a something engineer, which relatively means that he's a really wicked one.. he's the boss of his own firm.. so here i was, sitting on the floor, surrounded by his files of his different and numerous projects, and sorting the loose mountains of papers into their files.. maps, blueprints, codes of idontknowwhat, letters, bills, emails, yadda yadda.. it was actually really tedious at first, but as time wen by, i got familiarized with his prjects and knew where everything was. right. i dont mind working that kinda jobs, but i would so rather stuff which include my human interaction. i.e. answering phone calls, he diverted his office calls to his mobile.. just imagine, being cutoff from the outside world, sorting documents into their respective files.. just the life.. heh. not.

ended around 6, it was pouring, hailed a cab took it the the nearest mrt station. im clueless about bus services see. arh well, met sean for dindin. went to kinokunyiaya (however you spell it), then we had a refreshing shower as we waited at the traffic like, being soaked to the skin, yeah, we were stupid. went to paragon, where we had dinner at nooch, bloody expensive.. we actually wanted lj's.. but there wasnt one in sight.. choked on my food thrice., thanks to sean, making me laugh like that, snorting chilli powder up my nose.. getting tomyam soup in my nose..righteo, thats the way to go! went to prints later on.. bought a nice all black binderbook, 14 bucks..right.5 pens to write on the book.. 5 times 1.70.. it's horrid spending like that.. laardeeda. went home, wrote some stuff in my new journ.. slept