Tuesday, February 2, 2010Y
Your highness
I can't believe that after so many years, the Princess syndrome is very much alive. I guess its not your fault because you were brought up with everything fed and brought to you. But I was somewhat like that, with my family pampering me. But because I was surrounded by others who weren't as fortunate as me, I began to feel ashamed that I had life so good for me. And I also realised that I was developing such a lousy work ethic that I could just see my life crumbling away unless I did something for myself. Don't you think that its time to dig yourself up from that rut that you are in and get a healthy dose of reality? Do you really think that in the workplace, people still care about who are your 'frenemies', who's the bigger bitch, who's fuckin who, what you're wearing. I don't know, I just feel that although you have changed, you've just become a more concentrated character of who you have always been. Why do you need to care about what people think about you? Must you always be the diva or the superstar to feel like you're worthy? I feel that I relate to you less and less. Environments changing, personalities changing, I guess people grow apart. All I can say is, if you want something, go ahead and fuckin get it. Nobody's stopping you, but nobody's going to be helping you if your attitude is shit. Which it is now by the way.
On a happier note, spent a sweet weekend with tuney traipsing over chinatown, visiting a huge-ass temple, and satisfying my Hooters fried pickle craving!
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