one thing that i've been doing a lot lately. reading. my brother's girlfriend dropped a boxful of books off at my brother's place and has kindly given me permission to raid the box and read whatever i want. and boy has it been great fun! lots of chick lit books, i read the latest shopaholic book, shopaholic and baby, and this book about the author's tormented childhood called UGLY, and i've read so many books in which the author writes about his abusive parent, that i've kinda grown immune to the pity i usually feel. falling leaves,chinese cinderella,a child called it,etc etc. sometimes i wish i had a tormented childhood so i could be inspired to write sth and become a book prize winner.

wedged deep into the box was a book about the sex industry in singapore. i was like what the @@##$@$@@##% but when i read it(sheepish) i actually found it very refreshing and mind-provoking! i wouldn't mind getting a copy myself. basically it explains things from their point of view. like why prostitution can actually be a rewarding career. it's intriguing.

i think that two things define a succesful life. one, a loving family. two,a stable career that allows you to earn enough money to live comfortably. and guess what. we don't need to be devastatingly beautiful or insanely smart to get the above. i guess i've kinda been seeing that the mad chase after top grades and hot dudes may look like it will bring good fortune but will it? should really be the mad chase after the course that's desired and the nice devoted guy with one ear and three eyes. i hope i get my happy ending.

i'm off to disturb my brother.

xxoo huay shan