annoyed

i never thought i'll have to do this to release all the pent up stress.

i like to keep myself busy because i really hate wasting time. i try to multi-task, to the extent that it is way beyond average human level. i understand some people were inquisitive enough to stake out sam's fs and ask questions like "eh is prin so poor he has to work at cineleisure?"

I love money. It drives me to do things. But I really enjoy what I'm currently doing now, so much more than the aspect of money. And come on, its a fashion boutique, and i get to exercise my creative juices while I'm at it. nothing against fast food chains cos its an honest living, but look my boss pays me a lot more than that.

anyway, back to why i love money so much. this is a topic im confronting for the first time
1) I like to buy my gf nice, expensive presents (cameras, airtickets, branded stuff, etc)
2) I need to pay for my lifestyle cos my mom's not holding herself accountable for any of that shit
3) I feel insecure without money, i like to hoard it to the extent that I make myself feel broke. if you get what i mean
4) I tend to be ridiculously generous at times, but still someone has to settle the tab. (Except for my core clique, cos we all suscribe to the notion of "tab-sharing" <3)
5) I love getting things done, from scratch. Building things up and along the process, it gives me money.

but this mentality, this cash-fuelled driving force has to change soon. real soon i'd say. in lieu of my upcoming industry. *come on, do you think the government increment's much of a motivator? It has to be passion and satisfaction from now on.

Digressing, I still remember filling up my C.V for MOE and how many douchebags my age can lay claim to having tried out so many industries before? I started out working in molly malones as a server/bartender. and because i pretty much liked that lifestyle back then, i was poached to be an events-manager at the now-defunct dining bar at raffles place (defunct not by my hands, but my previous boss sold the business and made a tidy sum, following which the entire building had to be demolished) I've dabbled in property as well, waking up early to attend showflat duties, bringing people around in and out of sentosa, marketing W-residences, and one project near Zouk, centennial suites i think. I've hosted numerous events under Freemansland, the first place i learnt about ownership, sense of belonging and responsibility. got burnt, but oh well thats all part of life. The list non-exhaustive, but can the normal detractor hovering about on social media beat that?

summarizing my life-experience in short, i'm not like WAH WAH WAH WAH WAH  but I deem it more respectable than couch-potatoes whose primary source of income stems from their parents. . And my mom is sibei 'giam-siap' with me, if i might add.

I have an impeccable ability in social-butterflying, making friends, but ... keeping them by my side is a different thing altogether. Quoting jon, "Brah, its easy to misunderstand you, but its damn hard to hate you" *hes not a girl, duh.

i really love the people around me now. at least silly relational matters of the heart will never destroy our closely-knitted friendships.


oh and i heard about how rumours spread about this one incident in year 1 (yes thats how long ago it was) during Dr Rahil's lesson. that she stepped on my shoes and i loudly exclaimed "excuse me those are ferragamos"

Look, nitwits. 

1) Dr Rahil is not one to be trifled with and anyone with a brain will not respond in such a manner to her. I probably would, to the perpetuators of this rubbish rumour since you stepping on my shoes would surely cause me such an intense body-wrecking, innard-tearing pain

2) In actuality, she merely commented, "nice brown shoes Prinya" and i responded with a wide, charismatic grin, inserting "yes mdm, its ferragamos"

De-bunked. I'm too busy this year this semester to even bother anymore. And i don't even bother dressing up anymore because in school, course materials, a laptop and a nice face as an accessory are more than sufficient. (Pls don't wallow in self-pity, just pray life is kinder to you the next time round)

good Lord, let this be the last time i actually try to explain my actions and intentions.