maybe all i wanna say is... 'no comment'?

ppl always ask 'how's life?'  and recently i'm getting sick of the question.  i dun wanna say something negative, cuz it seems like a splash of cold water in the face of someone who's showing concern for u, but i can't in all sincerity say it's all a bed of roses either.

one settles with a 'well, not too bad', which is a lame, tepid answer tat is neither here nor there, and is so wishy-washy.  in truth, life really isn't too bad - i jus got a raise... and... hmm, why is tat the only good thing i can think of?  i can't exactly say work sucks, but it's def not wat i signed up for, a comment which i can make in all honesty now tat i've been forced to wallow in it for a year or more.  i'm drowning in paper and the histrionic expectations of management.  if i'd wanted to be a paper-pusher, i'd have studied some general degree and crapped myself into a better-paying paper-pushing job >_<  where the fuck is my spiritual fulfilment?

man, i want a sea change.

in other news, something fun i did last week - linkin park on their singapore leg of the 'minutes to midnite' tour. and cuz i'm lazy, jus check out my fren's report :p  and also the best song for me tat nite - i literally went berserk when it came on - it was a perfect fucking reflection of the past few weeks.