Dear void, recent events, which have led me to a life of perpectual nothingness, have provided a rude awakening to my supposedly aching vessel. Til this day and age, i have not amounted to any idea of a possible career which would most probably carry me to my untimely death.
Will i be an office worker stuck in between walls of cubicles in a dead wasteland of paper products and plastics, skin pale due to everyday exposure to fluorescent light. Nah. Or will i be one who thrives in torturing men into their smallest juvenile self in green camo and combat boots. Well...maybe not. As i walk under the void decks, carrying bags of food items, seafood, milk powder, instant coffee, diapers,etc... i wonder if there is a need of a
But for now, i will relax and enjoy my movie indulged, cpf non-paying life. However, if u want to engage in this introductory offer, do hurry bcos of currently limited stock. Have a nice nite dear void.