Friday, October 8, 2010
BREAKING POINT...
yesterday i was having one of those ugly days.. you know when you just aren't feelin' it no matter what clothes you pull out of the closet or what products you use to make you smell or look good?? you just feel like a big fat dumpy hobo. i had a shitty day at work, and was close to tears after afew encounters but of course i hate when people cry so i was not going to do that it public.. not even hanging up on the customer, giving the fingers to my computer screens & saying "fuck you" very loudly made me feel better.
i came home and the friend boy knew something was up but i was far too embarrassed to admit to my shallowness and say that i was feeling ugly and it was the worlds fault for breeding beautiful people. or more like the media's fault for selling the fantasy.. (of course i'm not gonna admit i'm partly to blame for buying into it.)
he encouraged me to try and fix my gloomyness (is that a word?) so i washed my hair, shaved my legs and... nope still didn't fix how i was feeling. this morning i got up and went to get my eye brows threaded and... nope that wasn't the problem either. i ended up returning home, ordering hellz pizza & garlic bread and then eating it in bed while i surfed the net.
while surfing i found miss keri's new music video and even though i'd love to hate her i'm pretty sure it's a sign for me to go to the goddamn hairdressers because i'm sure my problem areas are a) my head and b).. my beautician went home to brazil for 6wks and i missed my appointment with the stand-in beautician so i'm hanging out for her to return to the country to de-fuzz me lolz
i'm pretty sure life will pick up from there. here's hoping.. in the meantime, things to look forward to: friend boy is taking me out on a "dinner & movies" date that HE is paying for all by himself because he now has a job & got paid. this double income thing i'm totally liking. i've never been to the movies in wellington so that's pretty cool.
moral of the story is- i love keri hilson and she told me to go get a hair cut. the end.
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