Last whole weekend I became a supir and M's royal escort to his shopping spree. Shopping with him was so NOT fun. He'll never let me out of his sight although I managed to dissapear in women and kitchen section for a while. But ofcourse, the consequence caused pain in ears with lame nags from M.
Well M, dont blame me if I MIA. It was a real torture to see you pick and choose any bargain while I just watched and bite lips.During that moment, I really wished I am working and have my own money to spend on me and only me without anyone scrutinize the price tag and reminding me about things I already have. I mean look at all my friends now, they all are climbing the ladder and I am struggling to write the never end resume. They have a solid experiences with global-wide networking and I only have prof who insisted me to do PhD. Can't he tell that I what am interested is only Mullah.
I am happy for my friend of course, but at my last reunion, be it my ol' friends from school or university, they all have careers, got promoted and whatnot. It pretty dissapointing too when I have to turn down some offers from south due to my status inability. But what stopping me from to find a job here, why I am so lazy to kick off for job hunt. WHAT THE HELL I AM WAITING FOR.

Seriously, I think I have problem with me.

anyway, M bought quite handful for himself and such a cute dress which I cannot fit. Dont worry baby, mama is working hard to squeeze in