I've been surprisingly happy these few days. I attribute it to a couple of things.

One. Some of the boys have delivered good news to me. If you know me, my number of guy friends have dwindled over the years. And those that I keep contact with, I truly think that there are nice guys who deserve to be loved. Of which, I've just heard news that two of them are happily attached now. (: Although I have done zero things to help them, but still, I felt like a proud mama. Like I married my boys off (although these guys are older than me). I may have been pretty lag in hearing these good news, but then again, hearing it from them personally made me especially excited. :D

Two. I have been reading a lot of past chatlogs, past emails, past blog entries, past FB posts recently. Feeling nostalgic these days, and especially so upon realising that my student life is ending in less than a year. A lot has run through in my mind these few days, and I absolutely love how my life has been so fun, so entertaining, so exciting. To NJMD, to both batches of DZ, to CAC, to Gucci peeps. Thank you for everything!!

Three. Not exactly a happy thing yet. But I'm thinking, I should make the last few months of my student life meaningful. Like do what I really want to do. Like now, I'm thinking if I should go back to Gucci this Decemeber. (That's if they're willing to take me back too). And also, if there is Aristal next year, whether I can go back to dance as an alumni. And also, go back as a proggie for next year's FOC. These are things that I cannot do again once I start my full-time job in July next year. So, if possible, I would really want to do it again if I can.

Other issues I have to on hand now. One. I've been told to stay off contacts for a month. I am sick and tired of specs and I honestly hate wearing specs because it seems like it doesn't go well with any of my clothes. But then again, I'm pretty sure it's a self-esteem issue. I've sort of gotten used to wearing specs because I've been meeting many people in those specs already (even though unwillingly). And the sad thing is, people cannot seem to recognise me when I call out to them/wave to them. T.T I also hope to reduce my dependency on contacts, but not by all these eye issues.

Two. The career choice. Have had 3 offers thus far. But honestly, nothing amazing since it's all from Big 4 and I'm not getting some big shot jobs like investment banker. But then again, banks are not my cup of tea, perhaps maybe operations. I've currently decided on a career in tax, as seen from how worried I was when I didn't receive the call, to how I totally shrieked when I received the call. For now, pay and job prospects are not my first priority now. Passion is. Though a career in tax meant I won't be travelling as much as I wish, but there are always pros and cons to everything we do. I'm also ignoring all those bank assessment tests and I'm hoping I will not regret this.