Whatever. Anything.

She is starting her bad tantrums again.

I don't know what has got into her, but I am seriously quite fed up and I am seriously wondering just how am I able to live with her?

Never mind, thinking about such things doesn't really help unless I have a solution. So since I don't, then I should quit brooding over it.

...

To my utter horror, I realized I have put on weight.

Around my waist/hips/butt area.

Frankly, I am not sure if it is better that the weight gets directed ONLY to my face (as in, if I have a choice on where I can dispose the fat) or to my butt. Maybe it doesn't really make a difference.

It doesn't really make a difference to other people --or so I hope-- but it makes a difference to me.

Hhmmm...

I have decided to embark on a masterplan to lose that cellulite. I am not sure if I will succeed, but I will try!

And rest assured it is not some crash diet that will set my anorexia streak off again.

...

After my apparent failure to secure my dream type of a job, I have decided on other ventures.

I guess...I will do a short trip in India next year and then plan on.

When I met up with Y on Monday, he was all curious about when I will get married.

Frankly, I don't know. Maybe, never?

Ha. Who knows?

I hope I don't sound too down again--everyone always ask me why I sound so down in my entries, and even though I am trying to not let that melancholiness slip in, it still does somehow sometimes.

My writings are melancholy by nature. But that doesn't necessarily imply that I am.

Just like...I may look very indifferent to many things (like my weight and my image), but I may not actually be.

...

And no, I am not planning on moving out, although yes, staying with such an eccentric being can be nerve-wrecking.

I have moved on that, so I will not consider that.

I mean, most importantly, it is because I will eventually move out--someday in the future. Being here is not permanent.

If only I can adopt the same perspective towards my job.