Waking up at Steve’s place after reading a message about how KP was asking me to keep their stuffs for them to pick up later and knowing they were supposed to be sleeping at 6am in the morning, I was shocked after I found out, four hours later, that KP and his wife had a row at Steve’s place around 3am and both had left. I guess this is something we can’t do anything about.
Talking to Steve’s wife, CalendarLady, was educational. CalendarLady is like a big sister to me and she’s always been so confident in her own little world and quite happy with what she’s got. Not a fan of drama, she manages to lead a good life with a caring husband and an adorable son. Not a crowd pleaser but often called upon for advices, she was the Dalia Lama of our friends society.
She took me to Phoenix where we both had facial and pedicure. I even ended up waxing my whole upper body. Painful and semi bruised, I was more than happy that I got to pamper myself today and somehow managed to do what I want to to myself.
Fuck dinnering with a friend who came back from Bangkok; fuck trying to find out if KP was ok; fuck thinking about where to go drink for a Saturday night; fuck trying to give a demo CD to a friend of mine in time. As much as they do seem important to me, I deserve a day to myself. I came home early ignoring every phone calls and put on episodes of Sex and the City while I rubbed my smooth chest and smiled to myself about having done what I have most deserved. Happiness.
Talking to Steve’s wife, CalendarLady, was educational. CalendarLady is like a big sister to me and she’s always been so confident in her own little world and quite happy with what she’s got. Not a fan of drama, she manages to lead a good life with a caring husband and an adorable son. Not a crowd pleaser but often called upon for advices, she was the Dalia Lama of our friends society.
She took me to Phoenix where we both had facial and pedicure. I even ended up waxing my whole upper body. Painful and semi bruised, I was more than happy that I got to pamper myself today and somehow managed to do what I want to to myself.
Fuck dinnering with a friend who came back from Bangkok; fuck trying to find out if KP was ok; fuck thinking about where to go drink for a Saturday night; fuck trying to give a demo CD to a friend of mine in time. As much as they do seem important to me, I deserve a day to myself. I came home early ignoring every phone calls and put on episodes of Sex and the City while I rubbed my smooth chest and smiled to myself about having done what I have most deserved. Happiness.
Listening to: Silverchair – World upon your shoulders
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