Vanity overrules

For the sake of digging out that particular pair of earrings to match my dressing.
I wasted a good ol' 5 minutes.
And that cost me my bus ride.
Thus, I had to endure the horrors of travelling via the NEL.

Horrific I tell you.
Its been a really long time since I've travelled NEL in the morning.
I've been spoilt silly with the private transport to work everyday.
Where, the dear bus will drop me off right in front of my office.

Today, walking to and fro made me giddy.
I hate public transport.
All that squeezing just for a little space to breathe sucks.

Charlie Brown, Fairystars, Yarn dye, Diana, Karen, Ms Leong, Molly, M-one.
I have to endure being called names.
The above are names in which my boss and colleagues call me.
Sometimes I just answer for the sake of answering, not even sure if the question was directed to me.
Because I never know what's my new name.

The weekend is finally here.
How fast time flies.
Though weekend's here, I am hardly looking forward to it.
But then again, this means that 1/2 of LBB's reservist is over.
Bah...

Working in a 98% female environment sure has its perks.
We were openly discussing about nipple tapes, silicon bras, clevage etc.
Laughing at silly bra-buying tales.

Though I have always been a firm believer of bras.
I am thinking twice now.
I use to not be able to fathom the thought of stepping out of house wthout my trusty bra.
But after much persuasion from them.
Perhaps I should consider the revolutionary nipple tapes (or am I behind times now).

Then again, my bra is like my armour.
I need it to feel protected.
Oh wells.

Waking up daily has become a daily torture.
I fight with my alarm every morning.
And every single morning, I wake and think out loud.
"It cannot be morning already!"
Sigh..
And I reckon it will continue to be like that for a really long time.