Tuesday, June 21, 2005
my greatest fear
gone with the wind are my chances. Which sucks big time cos I really wanted this chance. It's been 1.5 weeks and still no news. I guess I already knew during the interview. But you can't blame a girl for hoping against hope, can you?
It's really scary because I promised myself that I won't be here on my "one year anniversary". And that's barely 1.5 months away.
This entire situation kinda reminds me of this cynic remark I always pass when friends start daydreaming/ fantasizing about how filthy rich they're gonna be in 10 years; about their lambos and ferraris; about retiring at 35.
My retort is always: for all you know, in 10 years, we'll still be sitting at this bar/cafe saying the exact same thing.
And that, my friends, is my greatest fear*.
* Aside from cockroaches, rats, G-force, etc.
// posted by the commentator @ 4:56 pm 
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Delusions of grandeur. We really need those blokes from Queer Eye for a Straight Guy here... - D W
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