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Wednesday, July 7

Dull Days and Chirpy Change
(bad title? heh)

I'm beginning to find my days quite dull. The same old, same old, and more of the same old thing... and I wonder why is it.

And then I realize: perhaps it's a result of high expectations, because seriously, how many graduates land a SGD 10,000 per month job, live a lavish lifestyle of long spa sessions and shopping trips?

I digress.

But my theory stands: it is, in all probability, my high expectations that made me resent my lack of long spa sessions and expensive shopping trips.

In fact, I find myself scrimping more than I ever did in my entire schooling career. All in an effort to be right and responsible and all the other hateful R words.

The uncanny similarity cast me as quite the unlikely (and unsuccessful) heroine of a badly written chic lit book. You know the type, big dreams, small reality, tries to be nice, sadly unaccomplished, rather animated (talks to self)...and saved by a really cute and surprisingly rich successful career man.

But note I say unsuccessful heroine, because I'm never going to meet a kind Luke Brandon (top 5 richest man in Britain!) or Jane Austen's manly Mr. Darcy to put me in said long spa sessions and expensive shopping trips lifestyle, or whatever is Mr. Darcy's equivalent.

And no, I don't mean to accuse Sophie Kinsella's and Jane Austen's work as 'badly written chic lit books'. I just simply cannot remember the titles, authors and forgettable characters of said books.

I know I digress an awful lot, so if you forgot what I'm explaining and what I'm going on about...well, god help you, and me.

In any case, as I was saying: my theory is that I got to lower my expectations. There is no point wishing for Luke Brandon and Mr. Darcy (aha!) to materialize and come save this flailing heroine; instead I should simply be less expectant and more chirpy.

After all, how did the heroine survive pre-Luke Brandon/Mr. Darcy? Why, to be chirpy, weepy, brave and strong!

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