It's been rather fashionable lately for everyone to ask what my plans for the future are. and unfortunately, i've given up trying to articulate my big grand plans into words. so, the answer has always been 'unemployment beckons'. I really do believe that i'll go home to be unemployed- except the duration of the stagnation and 'gap year' (so they euphemistically call it) will be determined by me and me alone. Well.. till then, me and shun have grand plans. big grand plans.
shun and i decided tonight, that spinsterdom, like unemployment awaits us. We'll rent a 4 room hdb flat/condo when we turn 30 years old, be the kind of aunts that take annual sabbaticals from december through to feb to avoid giving out christmas presents to our nieces/nephews/god children. And of course, we'll avoid the eternal question that will potentially plague us for the rest of our lives. Yes, the predictably annoying 'not married yet?' speeches.
and with all the money saved from renting/no-show during xmas/savings from not having to give out ang pows (hah), we'll either (a) buy a pretigious duplex in hongkong and get involved in businesses of unknown nature, or (b) start a joint private swiss bank account and prepare for world domination.
this two new potential careers definitely seemed more enticing then what we had planned last year, after our very devastating Political Theory examination (read: wedding planner for specialised weddings at Sungei Buloh and a catering services for weddings).
but yes, we have it all planned. students of history will learn about all the causal factors that drove shun to dictatorship and all that history, of course, will be constructed by me. history, after all, will be what I make of it. we'll let you think what we want you to think.
oh kay. maybe it's the poppyseeds in the lemon-poppyseed cookies doing the talking, but we are allowed to dream, non?
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