work to live, live to love.

For those who have been wondering how I've been doing with my new job, here is the update: I started this job on the 1st of November 2006, didn't really like it at first. In fact, it was a mixture of love and hatred (like all of the other things in my life) -- I was pretty pleased to be able to be a part of this big company, in one of the leading cooperation in the hospitality/entertainment industry (certainly the biggest in Christchurch I believe)... yea, blah blah.. Waitressing IS waitressing, there's nothing glorious about it. You take shit, you work hard, then you take shit... etc. and etc. Despite all, I cannot deny the boost to my social life a good and positive influence, and I DO enjoy the outcome of this influence -- which I call "happiness".

A good realisation: There are men in Christchurch! Though most of them are not that fun, some even boring (yea yea yea, I know I know, they would have thought I was boring for sure!) Well, my world really is quite simple, and similar to most others, I put people in boxes -- some I consider attractive, some I think are okay; some I don't mind hanging out with, some I don't even want to speak to... some I only have them to kill time.. Yet with so much time to kill, I'm short of some serious fun.. Yes, I am serious!

I think I need to have a second job, or do some kind of art. When I have a day off I want to go out, for that I keep having flashbacks of the times I spent in France once I have nothing to do.. And gosh, it doesn't feel good. Sometimes I do wonder whether I've made a mistake in coming back to Christchurch, esp. when most people gasp in amazement when they find out how long I've been in New Zealand.. I mean... COME ON!! It's okay for a white boy/girl to be living here all his/her life, but it's NOT okay for an Asian to be here for 8 years?? Whatever, this is not the point.. I plan to leave New Zealand again in the year 2008-2009... O yea, this would be something nice to mention in the interview at the Elam School of FARTS: I have no plans relating to my artistic practices, I have no idea what I want to do with my Art, in fact I don't even try to make Art... I just want to leave Christchurch and fuck-all, studying towards getting that extra piece of paper would just make me feel that tiny bit superior and fulfilled. YEA RIGHT.

"Everyone can participate in the art world. Most people have had the ball, but have dropped it."

- Jeff KOONS

So we have Zoë the happy wife and teacher; Marty the drunken animal; Michael the ESOL teacher would be; Frances the Fishers Fine Arts best girl; Lee the video cleaner (or the self-destructive artbasher)... yet we also have Min-Jung doing really well on the other end of the sphere in the Korean art world; Bevan painting where ever he goes; Caroline studying towards her whatever arty stuff and potentially going to be influential some day... Never heard from Dave after art school aye... and me? I daydream to become a traveller.

"And you know what travellers do?!?"
"O hell yea! I DO!"

My tickets to Auckland set me off from Christchurch in the morning of 29th, arriving there fairly early so I can have a shower and get dressed for the interview sometime in the afternoon.. LOL.. There would be a slight possibility that I would be totally pissed from the staff Christmas party the evening before, but it'd be all good. All good, I'm glad that I would be visiting some "people on-the-go" in this petit voyage.

Why am I single? Because no one plays with me.

I've developed a slight bulimarexia and I don't know if I like it. It's like some people have a cup of tea or coffee at the end of their meal, I however have a good vomit. FUCK! I hate this!! And the fact that I cannot control it makes me feel pretty pathetic. When I work it's okay, when I'm at home it's out of control -- that's why I don't like staying at home. Good thing is this has not become a habit, I can fight it.. I can stop crap coming outta my mouth!

Photo courtesy of Michelle

Some of my workmates from Bubble Cup, pretty much everyone is leaving this shit hole except me. You know why? Notice our difference? I have the smallest nose! I am not ambitious, just a horny b-atch, says Lee. LOL

Right, going to work SOON, though I don't think I've written enough.