Feeling: Whelmed

 My goal for this blog (besides writing more often) is to write shorter because ffs even I can't get through my own posts lmao. It's also something my old Creative Director used to harp on me about, so let me make this concise WITHOUT turning it into a list (which makes it a cop out imo)

I deleted Tinder at LAST because where I am, the T stands for Trenches. You won't believe how many friends rejoiced in the fact that I finally deleted my account. All of them, every single one of them.

Don't get me wrong, I'm still feeling incredibly lonely and single. But fortunately the trashmen couldn't shake my standards down. The 'Sassy Man Apocalypse" has given way to the 'Princess Treatment Boys', and I'm too old and tired to deal with them. So, single? Yes. Regretful? Absolutely nawt.

Work has become excruciatingly repetitive, and I'm getting awfully cavalier about losing my visa. As in, I'm constantly complaining about how much shit I have to do which everyone except my superiors seem to acknowledge. Though at some point, I think they started taking my threats to buy a one-way ticket home seriously. Because in all honesty, the worst part of moving back home is just the packing. Otherwise, the thought of going back is actually so exciting.

I tried applying for singing lessons, because I love music and never shut my trap. As in, you can take away my Netflix or Disney+ but keep your hands off my Spotify. Anyway, the vocal lesson place suddenly stopped getting back to me, so maybe I'm just destined to just get a karaoke machine & torture my neighbours. 

Signed up for an all-women's gym this time, the one my roommate goes to. Have to say, not having men around 100% makes me want to work out more often. But my back injury kinda fluctuates in pain levels, so if I can't work on my measly upper body strength, I'm paying 70 bucks to use the indoor treadmill...

Nothing makes me feel uglier than my damn NECK HUMP. I swear it's the only part of my body that I absolutely hate like WHY didn't my mother pull an 'almond mom' and fix my posture the way she fixed my walk? "Oh do you not wear tank tops cos of the backne?" NO IT'S MY DAMN QUASIMODO HUMP dear god what have I done?

Deleted my shopping apps and haven't felt the urge to shop in about 1/2 weeks? Though let's see how I do when I get paid LOL (but I do need to upgrade my laptop, unless it's normal for it to die and resurrect at 40% battery)

Still struggling with my diet. Wish they had meal prep services where I live. Would rather not burn noodles again.

Do want to go home, but don't want to give up either. The whole 'sunken cost fallacy' bs is a real pain in the ass.

Piercing almost got infected, but I wasn't about to have a Round 6 so I stabbed my earring through and told myself to deal with it.

Still can't log in to my damn tiktok account. WHY would you disconnect Twitter logins then randomly disable them????? Also FUCK Lemon8 why the fuck do you need a tiktok account for me to use your damn app (i'm so aggravated) 

Teetering between Cha Cha Cha and Sapphire on repeat. 2 very different moods, but very fun.

I think life has gotten quite stabilised(?) these days, so I have nothing much to say. It's also because work-life has become an endlessly repetitive cycle, which is also why I have nothing to say. If I can't add some variation and spice to my life, maybe it's time to learn Chinese again.

但是我不要study...