Saw a familiar face when I flipped through March's issue of Cleo. No, no, not the 50 eligible bachelors although I noticed that there was this one guy from my jc. I was looking at the snapshots section of the Cleo team and saw this girl who was from my secondary school and later on, same jc. She was from my senior class in jc and she was my angel when we played the angel-mortal game during orientation. That was how I got to know her and....she's now the SENIOR FEATURES WRITER for Cleo. Well I think that's so cool loh. To bag a job in a fashion magazine. That used to be my dream job....haha. Ever since the longest of time before I entered uni, I wanted to be a journalist or to write for a fashion mag. Despite the tight deadlines for publications, I still believe it's a pretty glam job. At least you are writing for something you actually have a passion and interest in....not like some shit I am writing now. Just write in a way that won't invite more questions from the top.
Sighhhhhhhhh... yah yah don't ask me why what I am doing with my life. It is too late (?). What was I thinking when I was filling up my uni application? Lol. Too bad. Move on...
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