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Butterflies and Broken Wings. :: Our lives begin to end, the day we become silent about things that matter ::

Monday, March 20, 2006

I am tired of keeping up with all the pretenses.
Let's stop.
Did nobody hear? I just wanna be happy.

I am tired of the frumpy ol' me.
And thus, I resolve... (hope its not too late for 2006 resolutions, even though I think I already made them)

1. Thou shalt wake up early every morning to slap on more makeup. My daily makeup regime now consists only have the very basic foundation, blush, eyebrows and mascara. Sometimes, I even skip crimping those lashes.
2. Thou shalt lose those flabs. I am still suffering from that oh-so-fat face syndrome, so please bear with me.
3. Thou shalt buy new clothes. I should quit getting clothes that are a size too big, because whenever I manage to slim down, those clothes end up two sizes too big. I've had enough of skirts threatening to drop. I hate wearing them loose these days. Makes me look frumpy.
4. Thou shalt make skincare my religion. No more, "gee, I'm tired let's leave SK-II till tomorrow". No more zonking out before that cleanse-tone-moisturise shit. No more, skipping masks or eye creams. I will now invest in good eye creams and masks. Drink in the goodness, my impoverished skin.
5. Thou shalt sleep early (read: before 11pm). No more staying up to wait for the most ridiculous stuff. No more maple story (ok, because the game died at my comp and refuses to resurrect). No more vcds till the wee hours of the morning.
6. Thou shalt have a beer-y good time once in awhile. I am salivating for hoe garden. When's the supermarket binge chillin out at some chi-chi place (that serves hoe) gonna materalise?
7. Thou shalt quit korean dramas. I dreamt enough of those weeping men. I need to quit the drama and head to Korea pronto.
8. Thou shalt pamper myself. It's been awhile since I stepped into that ooh-so-comfy nail place at boat quay. Time to surrender my hands and toes to some serious care. They are so hideous even I dare not look.
9. Thou shalt stop crying. It makes me eyes fucking swollen, not to forget those thin skin tearing apart at my constant rubbing. I have this habit with rubbing my eyes.. Once I start, I can never stop. And I hardly say no to eye rubs. This is bad.
10. Thou shalt love thyself. Yada yada yada.. I don't want to live up to expectations of others anymore. Some wounds just don't heal. Some words just cannot be taken back. Stop being a hindrance.

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