I'm not a jerk...it's a disorder!

Hello lovelies, I am sprawled on my bed thinking of all the mess in my house that I just cannot be bothered to clean. Why am I such a messy person? If you asked me what scares me the most, I would say “organizing and tidying”. I have no problem with cleaning, like vacuuming, washing, bleaching, sweeping, you name it. But I just CANNOT for the life of me pick up my clothes off the floor. Or my books from the floor. Or just about anything from the floor. Maybe I should try earn more money so I can buy a bigger house and have a “floor-drobe” instead. It’ll definitely make my life easier.

So I just came back from class and I cannot be bothered to study. *You’re getting the idea that I cannot be bothered about a lot of things…..and you’re right* We talked about personality disorders. Personality Disorders. Kind of a really harsh diagnosis, I think. There are always the people who are difficult and hard to get along with, and clinical psychologists would readily pop in some sort of a personality disorder. And the more I think about it, the more they are everywhere. Seriously, I can count about 5 people who I know with personality disorders (and I’m not counting those from my family haha jokes…). But I feel like it’s such a harsh term for someone who didn’t really get a chance… it’s like having a genetic illness. But just the word personality makes it seem as if the person is to be blamed. “Your personality is really awful and we’re going to make that a disorder, based on your personality." OUCH.

my imaginary tan

I went into 3 different drugstores looking for a self-tanner….and the result? I ended up buying sunscreen. How did that even happen??

1) There was not one self-tanner in sight. I tried to ask the saleslady but I had no idea what you call a sunless self-tanner in Chinese. I ended up asking awkwardly for something that “makes my skin darker?” She just looked at me weirdly. Then she said, “Maybe you should buy a sunscreen instead.” I walked out.

2) Went into two other different drugstores and set out to locate them myself. Just to avoid the awkward conversation of “but your pale skin is so nice” talk. Hey lady, I don’t need to convince you why I want to be tanned. So leave me be. Well, after walking up and down every aisle, I noticed that there was an entire aisle dedicated to whitening sunscreen. Yes, sunscreen that prevents you becoming tanned and makes you whiter at the same time. Wow. Technology has certainly advanced.

3) So I ended up picking up the bottle and reading more about it. And I then I thought to myself, “Is it bad that I never use sunscreen? Might I get skin cancer?” So I tried some on my hands. Smelled pretty bad. Picked up a different brand and squirted some onto my arms. OOOhhh….smells like apricot and coconut. I thought, “Well, if I can’t be tanned, at least I can smell tanned and summery…and just have an imaginary tan”

4) And then I bought it. SPF 50 PA++++ All that plusses and symbols just means that I ain’t getting tanned anytime soon.

5) Then I remembered why I gave up trying to be tanned a long time ago. It just ain’t happening, girl.

According to this chart, I would say I qualify for a Computer Programmer ;)

differing views..

I find it rather ironic that us women always point the finger at men objectifying us, and comparing us against unattainable standards of beauty. However, if you really think about it, women are way more harsher than men when it comes to appearances. Women are the ones who judge other women and comment on other women’s appearances. Most men probably don’t notice anything - unless you have some very distinguishing features.

This “epiphany” was sparked by a conversation I had with R. So I said, “I need to lose a bit of weight.” R said, “You don’t look fat. By the way, skinny doesn’t equal pretty.” I reply, “I know. I don’t want to be skinny. I should rephrase…I want to be firmer. Have a bit more muscles. You know, be stronger and firmer.” R says, “Well, there’s this misconception that most women have…that men like skinny girls. It’s actually not true. Skinny isn’t attractive.” Then I retorted, “Well, most women don’t try to lose weight for men. I think it’s more for themselves….and maybe other girls.” 

Then it hit me. Why do normal-sized women complain of wanting to lose weight? Are we doing it so our boyfriends/husbands/potentials will find us more attractive? Or are we doing it so we feel more attractive? Or is it so that we don’t feel as bad when we compare ourselves to other women? 

So my conclusion is that, women are way more harsher when it comes to looks than men are. Men are quite forgiving, in that they don’t feel as shocked when a girl isn’t wearing makeup. Think about it, isn’t it always a woman who asks you, “Are you feeling sick? You look a bit sick.” But of course, there are always the genuinely caring people who truly have good intentions. But for the rest of them, well, bitch…I’m just not wearing makeup. Haha.

Happy mid-week. You’re almost there…in the meantime, a silly joke for you.

Live like there's no tomorrow

"Live like there’s no tomorrow."

That’s one saying we’ve all heard before. The happy, carefree, adventurous and daring. That’s the image that usually comes with it.

But I think that those with no hope, no future, with nothing to look forward to, would also live like there’s no tomorrow. Because, for them, there really isn’t a tomorrow. 

That’s my pessimistic take on it. What do you think?

In other news, check out this song….. I blast this real loud and it helps drown out the crazy world that is the subway, although, it doesn’t help much with the summer body odours….(that’s where a nice menthol-scented pack of tissue comes in handy!)

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