when will i, will i be famoooooooooouuusss?

i can’t answer, i can’t answer that!

i believe the above are lyrics to a song by BROS, the 80’s wonder twins.

actually, i don’t want to be famous. i just want to be comfortable. by that, i mean wealthy enough to be my own boss, to provide for my loved ones AND to create a foundation that would allow poor kids access to books. by books, i mean not only textbooks (which can be expensive for poor parents) but fiction, non-fiction, etc …

when will this happen? argh!!

a few years ago, i went to the Summit Mall – this horrible mall in USJ Subang Jaya – and meandered into a shop selling jade accessories and sculpture.

the woman in charge – a sad-eyed Chinese lady who had lost a husband who was basically her ROCK – told me (after touching my head, specifically the back of my head) that i would be prosperous but only in my forties. now, she said, now you have to work hard. then, she said, whomever i marry will have his fortunes and status elevated. can you imagine? just by marrying me some guy is gonna be catapulted to a higher dimension, so to speak. wow.

anyway, i’m 35 now, and still not married. so, whatever. but as for the working hard thing … i try, i do try … and sometimes when i thought i have everything under control, i act with my emotions instead of my head!

like, resigning from a basically ‘easy’ job (well, except for the crazy boss part, it was quite easy). and i noticed that most of my resignations occur when i am in PMS mode. oh boy! it’s crazy. i wish, i do wish i can stay at home, be quiet, and not be tempted by the phone or the internet because it’s so easy to say something silly or send a stupid message via phone or email or skype/messenger when you are mad! just a click of a button, and there it goes! groaaaaan!!!