Its wednesday nite! I could be at the clubs, flirting, chatting and dancing with guys but what am i doing? I'm home now, watching Singapore Idol and eating chicken chop. Gosh.. What's happening my social life? Even Eddy is going to the gay spa tonight.. Argh.. This's saddening.

You see.. There's only 24 hours a day.. 10 hours spent sleeping, 8 hours spent working.. That's 18 hours gone and only 6 hours left. Out of the 6 hours left, about 1 hour spent travelling to and from work, 2 hour spent eating.. thats like 3 hours left. How the fuck am i going to find my prince charming with only 3 hours of active social life? What the fuck?! My social life is practically non-existant.

What are the chances of prince charming walking into my workplace, planting a big kiss on my lips and carrying me into the sunset? Hmmm.. I guess the chances of me finding a man on Mars is higher than the chance of that happening.

*tIng holds her 3rd finger in the air and shout "FUCKING HELL"*

Where are all the good men hiding? Why are all the men i meet liers? Somehow its jus sooo hard to have a functional relationship with a decent man. Argh... Am very upset at the thought of me alone and old in the old folks home and with absolutely NO ONE to buy me Sunkist oranges! Very upset.. Very very very upset! I'm going to sulk all night. =(

*tIng pouts*

loVe iS a deLuSiOn tHat OnE mAn dIffErs fRoM aNotHer.