retail therapy...

when one's mood is swinging in the wrong direction, well, women in general, there's usually just one thing to do... that's what i did today... i bought so much crap that had it not been the lowering of bills and weary mark on my cards that i would have just keep going. it felt good. i'll take care of everything else later...

well i really need to get my ass together and do some work. i'm spending and not earning. bad. i really can't let this emotional baggage drag me any longer. i seem to be the one who's still stuck in the same old place. well technically i was the one who got left behind. all these is so emotionally draining and physically exhausting. but if i'm not gonna die, i still have to live and for its sake i really need to start doing some serious work again. no matter how many nightmares i still get everynight.

this is a weird week. suddenly i seem to feel that all the ideologies i have for men just keep crashing. the idea that there is at least one last man standing of good character seems more like a western movie now. women in the old days had to except the fate that they had to share their man with other women because the man feeds them and as long as he could afford it he could feed as many women as he wanted to. women these days are all financially independence... except that's good coz your man might still decide to find someone else. so you better be able to look after yourself. i know this whole theory is very twisted. but the irony of it is just inescapable!

well at least i got myself a mug and some xmas cards and lots of post its... i'm happy... :)