People are never content, isn't it?

It's funny isn't it?

People will never tell you to join their company even though they keep espousing its benefits. At the end of the day, people will still say, 'I've only told you the good stuff, you ain't seen the shit yet! So don't come to my job, it's like crap!"

People running businesses will also not ever say that it's a good year. If the current year is good, the last one was even better and next year is always never as good as the one before.

I woke up this morning thinking, "Gee, maybe I should go back to Sunny Singapore", when just last week I was telling myself, "Yay! Away away!!"

Somewhere along the way, I started to cry. Somehow this time my trip just wasn't as great as I envisioned it to be. Sure, the people are still the same, the place is still the same and the smiles are still the same. But somehow, I feel empty.. really empty... Somehow it feels like, I dunno, everything's the same and yet nothing's the same?

I told Daphne this morning that I was bored to tears and wanted to go home. Daphne says that's significantly better than her life back in Singapore facing crappy collegues and bosses and never for one minute being herself. To her, I was like some unbridled spirit set free on the pastures of Sugarland to wander, relax and think of nothing, far away from political struggles and whatever not.

To me, I oddly crave the routine lifestyle there, waking up with really something to do! I envy Yun Jia because she can go to school. I envy Daphne because she has a job to go to. Here, I feel nothing more than a burden to my hubby and to those around me.

Daphne suggests that I grab myself a bus route map or a train map and ride around, getting on and off whatever stops whenever I feel like it. And when I am tired or chilled to the bone or both, then I should go to the nearest store for a hot cuppa. Sounds good, except that's only going to be another financial burden on hubby since we are living the lives of impoverished students.

Sure, I mean its not that bad! Not like we are reduced to instant noodles and canned food day after day. Still, I can't even bring myself to bring myself anything after the conversion from SGD to Sugarland Currency.

Day in day out, I sew, sew, sew and sew somemore... If each of my stitches were worth gold, I think I'd be filthy rich by now.

Headache.... Larry's here.... Time to go look at the scenery....