Here I am, sitting in a nail bar. It has been a good 2 hours, just getting these toes perfected. It's insane how we ladies can just sit like some Maharani on the comforts of the cushiony bulky sofa and be served.
I mean, there has got to be a limit for this. Where is the ache in the butt and shoulders? Back? This over sitting kills the life of me.
On second thoughts I don't think I am very much of a prim and proper lady that could just be pampered like a lame goose waiting to be butchered. After awhile of sitting, there will be 2 choices - lie down or start walking.
The irony of it all, I fail to do great pedicures to myself so it is always that I end up being in the nail bar to fix those nails.
There is something about toe nails, feet and being a lady, in my humble opinion. Just like a well trimmed pubic, shaven armpit and in place hair. Missing one of these, blonde I may sound, I do feel less of a female, honestly, like I've forgotten to wash my down-there kinda feeling. Ok, I know, I shouldn't get into such details...Haha...
Anyway, enough of these Girly stuff. Tomorrow is Monday and I am starting to feel the depression creeping. While I can fantastically get back with my tip top looks of a corporate babe, if that is how some people put it, it's the fact that I'm getting back to the office walls that dulls me.
The stuff I enjoy going to work is getting the chance to dress up a little bit, look good a little bit, keeping my brains working a little bit and then, get paid for these little bit of this and that by the 25th of every month.
It's actually quite a good deal.
Of course, I also get paid to endure annoying assholes, selfish bastards, tolerate egoistical tantrums, kiasu bitches and bastards who is worried I will be better than them thus, take away their glory {which I still can't figure out how and why} and learn new things pretty much everyday.
Not too bad I should say.
Plus, I'll be working 4 days this week and another 4 days the coming week. And then just another 3 days only before I get my ass to Beijing.
Wonderful.
I can't ask for more, can I?
I mean, there has got to be a limit for this. Where is the ache in the butt and shoulders? Back? This over sitting kills the life of me.
On second thoughts I don't think I am very much of a prim and proper lady that could just be pampered like a lame goose waiting to be butchered. After awhile of sitting, there will be 2 choices - lie down or start walking.
The irony of it all, I fail to do great pedicures to myself so it is always that I end up being in the nail bar to fix those nails.
There is something about toe nails, feet and being a lady, in my humble opinion. Just like a well trimmed pubic, shaven armpit and in place hair. Missing one of these, blonde I may sound, I do feel less of a female, honestly, like I've forgotten to wash my down-there kinda feeling. Ok, I know, I shouldn't get into such details...Haha...
Anyway, enough of these Girly stuff. Tomorrow is Monday and I am starting to feel the depression creeping. While I can fantastically get back with my tip top looks of a corporate babe, if that is how some people put it, it's the fact that I'm getting back to the office walls that dulls me.
The stuff I enjoy going to work is getting the chance to dress up a little bit, look good a little bit, keeping my brains working a little bit and then, get paid for these little bit of this and that by the 25th of every month.
It's actually quite a good deal.
Of course, I also get paid to endure annoying assholes, selfish bastards, tolerate egoistical tantrums, kiasu bitches and bastards who is worried I will be better than them thus, take away their glory {which I still can't figure out how and why} and learn new things pretty much everyday.
Not too bad I should say.
Plus, I'll be working 4 days this week and another 4 days the coming week. And then just another 3 days only before I get my ass to Beijing.
Wonderful.
I can't ask for more, can I?
