2 more weeks to the start of my working life. As for Sandy, its one more day of countdown. HAHA!~

I think for anyone who starts work, the first day would be the most intimidating and nerve-wrecking one. In my case, I am ALREADY imagining how it would be like and racking my brains over what to wear, what to say and how friendly I should be.

For example, what should I say when I first step into the office?

" Hi Good Morning! I'm Elaine and today's my first day of work. Is the boss in?"

Haha. is that standard talk? Will they like dump me into the deep dark ends with work which I'm afraid of..being incapable of delivering what I had promised during the interview?

AND WHAT shld I wear??? Long sleeve? But what if its too formal and I look out of place? And I found out that another person is joining with me. Wouldn't that mean that I would be constantly compared to that other individual and that person could be a threat to me?

*Elaine crosses her fingers and hope that person won't be a political bitch/man ass*

But then to think of it in a positive light, having some other new person starting with me would mean someone sharing the same experiences with me, someone fresh like me, someone to talk to. :)

I am now in KL with my cousin.. she came back to pack her stuff to transport them to Singapore in preparation for her new life there. Both of us were quite lucky...to obtain a job at the same time. That is AWESOME! yay! I can finally get a sister that I often hoped for. HAha. A temporary one at least. lolx

I bought working tops here..but I'm still lacking in terms of bottoms.

I AM FAT AGAIN!!!! rahhhhhhhhhh...

Damn pissed with myself.

Coming back to KL to eat all the fattening food does not make things better. But I am quite determined to lose some weight when I get back to Singapore.

SERIOUSLY.

Having to grab clothings in XL size is not a good thing for my own self-esteem. As for bottoms, with my humongous butt & thighs, getting a working pants is no simple task. Every pants I try that makes me a dumpling or the skirt gets stuck @ my legs before I can even pull them up gets me more depressed than ever. After a while of shopping, you just get fed up and don't even feel like trying on ANYTHING. I just go straight for the size 16 and hope that the crotch won't look funny, the waist won't be too loose and the VPLs won't be that obvious. wtf. And how many shops actually have size 16 pants which is not too expensive. HELL. spending before even earning it. Asking my mum to pay for my clothes is not a very guang rong (proud) thing to do and I feel so guilty about it.

By the way, I only have one working pants. sigh. Gonna like grab pants from GAP next week. 99 bucks each. my pocket really burns man.

Actually the best and most wonderful thing when thinking about my job, is...

HOW AM I GOING TO SPEND THE SALARY?

woohoO! hahah I bet this is what every person who is starting work, thinks about.

Its like... when I have the realization that I can have 1k plus (after deduction from CPF) to spend a month, it is easy to get complacent about money. A vain person like me, easily starts thinking about branded stuff (my aim is a MiuMiu bag/Marc by Marc Jacobs bag & wallet), self-enhancement processes (eg. Lasik, contact lens, cut hair) and holidays. Just because we got the means to spend, the human nature gets greedy and feeds on material stuff. Ugly yet very real. Self-satisfaction is gained from it. I think this is especially applicable in terms of bag. My cousin was fascinated by the number of branded bags Singaporean working women carry (she was waiting for her friend @ Raffles Place during peak hour). ABsolutely reflective of the materialistic aspirations of the modern working woman, where branded stuff becomes something to give and derive satisfaction from.

For me... I am in no doubt, a brand slut too.

haha. I live in the society itself. Of course I subscribe to its values and aspirations as well!

oh well.

But definitely, I will set aside money for savings, my bearfish fund & most importantly, for my parents. Especially my mum. Beloved mum:)