i kind of like where i am in life. despite being the lovable loser/slacker that i am, it's safe to say that i'm hard working, honest [as you'll see later] and a hell of a lot of fun. but whenever i think about the future, i get stomach pangs [like i'm getting right now which are sorta making me reconsider going to a replacement class...*ahem*] and i start feeling sorry for myself. anyway, in a way to counter the negative effects of any pangs that i'm getting right now [i'd probably go for class, anyway, knowing myself], i'm going to take a look at some of the best jobs that'd be just right for me now. as in right now.

first up, i'd make a great video game tester. i have the experience...i've owned a nintendo, super nintendo, dreamcast and a ps2 [more on that much, much later]. that might not be a big deal, but i can provide suggestions and submit well-balaced arguments about the pros and cons of a game and i could probably give out the final verdict. i think quality assurance is in my blood...it comes from being a guy. we're meant to check girls out, and although our tastes usually vary, we usually can back up our decisions with outlandish [but not over-the-top] claims.

secondly, i'd make a great album reviewer. not a rock reporter or an interviewer, just an album reviewer. i'd be fair in my assessment of anything that goes my way...even pre-manufactured cotton candy. i have the voice of an angel [or angels, even], and i have very, very good judgement. it'd help if i was reviewing rock bands only...since i have an affinity for approving anything that's old-school r&b on cue. i might be biased towards u2 and bon jovi albums, though.

i could be a guinea pig. a test subject. for anything. drugs, food, a crash test dummy, you name it. i'd take the abuse and ask for more, yes i would. there's nothing better than knowing that you're pushing your body to the limit, just to ask for more. it's like playing tony hawk 4 and realizing that it's 3 in the morning and knowing that you still can sleep for 8 hours but in the end, you wake up at 8 o'clock anyway. i could be a food tester...that'd be great! um. or even a model. for horizontally challenged clothes. ian tai wearing bulk...bringing out the best in big men. ooooerrr.

i want to be a professional shopper. it looks like fun, but it's not all that it's cracked up to be...it requires analytical skills [that i have] and it involves a bit of research through consumer habits [which we all can pick up]. what the use of being a professional shopper is, i don't know...i think retail chains employ some to see what they'd purchase and then they'd start promoting those particular goods more and more. it sounds like fun, and you get to blow money on things that you might even possibly keep in the end. it'd work out, really, it would!

and lastly, i'd like to be a bum. live off my parents' money, stay at home and sleep a lot, remembering that the toilet and food are needed once in a while. i'd like to go out to mamaks at night and not feel commited to sleeping early because of classes...i'd like to blow cash off on a RM 300 pair of shoes, only to know that there'd be more money coming in. i can't do that though, since i never get any money coming in, and i really don't know any RM 300 shoes to buy. but you get the essence of the idea...enhance the slacker image, and just go for it.

my stomach is still...panging. i can't make up my mind. it's all fine and dandy now, but it'd probably act up on my way to college.

typical.