when i grow up..

my parents have been really lenient with the car lately and it'd made me really lazy to go anywhere without a car. its good, i guess, in a bad kind of way. haha. i've been sucking their petrol dry and it seems more important to send my friends home then to conserve petrol. i've been an ahmad the entire week. making crazy rides around our little island late in the night but i pretty much enjoy it i guess. maybe id be a chauffer when i grow up. haha. that way, id own a car without having to pay for one. then yay! i wont have to take a bus anymore! yay. then id be a really happy girl. but then again, who ever dreams of being a chauffer when they grow up. i, for instance, had always wanted to be a gynae. but i guess it got pretty gross when u actually do grow up and realise what kind of job it actually is. the kind of things u've gotta do for the rest of your lives. eeee....the bring-life-into-the-world part is good...but for everything else...nahh..i did a little attachment with my uncle's clinic once and it was..well..an interesting experience. the *********** ive seen..the old naked ladies. the pap smears, ultrasounds, and queer jabs. or the little operations to get like the IUV out of their systems or all other sorts of contraceptive kinda thingys. just doesnt do it right for me. i'd get nightmares..

maybe i'd open a childcare centre. that way, i can play and teach kids without the dirty work. its a fulfulling job, really. satisfying at least. i'd get to teach and mould little lives with my tender loving care. i might just stick to swimming. but ahwell..wherever the Lord leads, i'd follow. at least i hope i would. ahh..whatever it is, we'd just stick to the plan of getting married and growing old with ten million kids first...haha.