.comment-link {margin-left:.6em;}
smutten ;) |
toycon dreamer staring into stars eternal flame the blue meanie dormant friends: my group blog shadowdancer out to sea swansong firestarter beguiling strangers: fauxhemian scot u-grad tales brown town talking cock dr seuss Sign My Guestbook! powered by SignMyGuestbook.com email me fav sci-fi
quizheads
utilities/fav sites
|
Monday, September 12, 2005
My secondary school classmate Caroline Jovita Baptista (i STILL remember her full name!) just called me out of the blue! Apparently there's gonna be a *cough*-year reunion on November 19.That's like 9.5 weeks to get my act together. EEK!!! Because it's that school, I think I better clean up my career first. I'm gonna walk into a room full of PhDs, Managers, etc. I have to find a better way of saying "I'm a grunt worker, earning slave wages, in the bowels of a minor stat board". How about: "I'm part of the dynamic team that is spearheading policy of the heritage industry" or "the satisfaction of knowing that I've put your stamp on Singapore far outweighs any possible tangible rewards"? Need to dig deep and find my So what if Jade Ke is now some rich socialite wife? I'm a "busy career woman, satisfied with having open-ended relationships with men". Hmmm.... who can I bribe to go as my escort to this shindig? *goes through mental list of guy friends* And what am I supposed to WEAR??? *panics* omigod... i'm such a mess! my life is an exercise in mediocrity. i'm SO not ready to have a reunion. *is depressed* -EDIT- Just saw the mass email. Wah! These people work for the Attorney General's Chambers and Saatchi. And about half of them are overseas. One's in Cornell! I'm SOOOO not going. I hate my life. 0 Comments:
|