I opened my mailbox and looked what I found. Someone from Ebay emailed me:

Why did you contact the biders of my listing and told them that you are the real seIIer?
I will report you to ebay.

My reaction? O_O How can I do that when I don’t even go in Ebay?! Nor do I know how to go around the huge site. I got lost on my first and last visit there. Sheesh. What could I possibly gain by doing what you said. I don’t know and I don’t care.

And I got another laughable(?) email.

ATTENTION,
THIS IS TO NOTIFY YOU THAT YOUR OVER DUE CONTRACT/INHERITANCE FUNDS HAS BEEN GAZZETED TO BE RELEASED, VIA KEY TELEX TRANSFER (KTT) -DIRECT WIRE TRANSFER TO YOU BY THE SENATE COMMITTEE ON FOREIGN OVER DUE INHERITANCE FUND TRANSFER FOR THIS SECOND QUARTER 2006

Again, I plead ignorance. What inheritance? How can I directly come by an inheritance from some unknown relative when both my parents are still living. Surely if there was an inheritance, it would first come to them before me.

Truly these email spams deserve either disbelief or laughter.

It was our annual physical check-up earlier today and it seems that not all the medical horrors of last year were repeated.

Last year I was poked, prodded and mashed.

This year, I was just poked and mashed. An improvement at least.

The whole procedure took just about an hour, compared to last year’s half a day. No psychology test on this one too, unlike last year. I guess they’ve figured we’re insane enough without having to prove it to the whole medical community.

The doctors refused to have my eyes tested. They refused because I was wearing my green contact lenses. So they asked me to come the next day without my contact lenses. How I am supposed to travel on being blind without my contact lenses, I don’t know.

And worse of all? The number of times that I was asked if I am still– I mean, if I was ever intimate with anyone. *rolls eyes* Someone save me.

I recently got accepted to a really good job, and they want me to start in two weeks. I love the work scope; it’ll definitely challenge me. I like the perks. I can go online everytime. It is just one ride from our house; i can get to work about 20 minutes.

But my parents are set against it. Suffice it to say there was the makings of a fight when I learned I got the job. Why? The job requires that I work from 4 in the morning to 1 in the afternoon. I didn’t mind that at all. But my parents do.

My parents don’t think it’ll be safe for a girl to travel so early in the morning for work. And to add fuel to the fire, there has been a break-in a few doors from our house. What time did that occur? Around past 3 in the morning. Damn.

I really like the job. Especially since it involves travel abroad including Guam and Hawaii.

So now I’m in a quandary. I keep telling myself I’m old enough to make my own decisions in life. But having to live in my parents house, they still expect me to follow their rules. Frustrating to the extreme!