Needs some oil-ing
I am quite penat
I havent felt this kind of being tired in a long while. Not the tired where you've just finished a few hours of strenous activity and look forward to a shower and the bed. I feel this sudden body breakdown from 2 - 3 weeks of non stop action. Not the fun romantic kind may i add.
Oddly enough, its also not the action where my body is going through vigorous training or something. Most of the hours are spent in constant sit down neck craning fingers on type pad position. Where the times i'm walking - which has lately been restricted to from a building to the car, from the car to a building - i feel the sudden urge to go to an abandoned field and run my guts out, you know, through the daffodils and summer sun kind.
Actually whats really getting to me is i feel drained mentally and emotionally as well. These two weeks have seen an overload on periodic surges of worry, and thinking and trying to decide my years to come. I tell you the mental and emotional penat-ness is worse then the physical penat-ness. At least when its just my muscles aching i can dive into sulmber and wake up refreshed. With the mind racing, the minute i am awake it starts its rollercoaster again.
Some one told me i am becoming more and more of a yuppie. Please, yuppies spend on nonsensicle (sp?) gadgets and outings and i am still quite kiam siap in that area. Their justification is because i dress and visit eateries that are labeled with yuppiness -- and i speak like one. How in the world does someone speak like a yuppie? Bitterly? Or arrogantly? Or when they talk about their work all the time? I dont think i fall into any of those three categories, god forbid. I dress the way i do and go to places i do because i spend more and more hours at work now, and either i eat with workmates - where people bump into me or i meet up with friends straight from the office and am not big on changing clothes in the car.
I got my AMEX corporate card yesterday which sprung me back to the time when i was trying to cook up a cool hotmail id for myself. You know the time when everyone had funky nicks and nobody used their own names. Its supposed to subconciously say alot about the kind of people we are, the nicks we choose to identify ourself. Anyway i digress. So when i was chatting and asking for opinions, an ex boyfriend suggestion americanexpress@hotmail cos he saw the potential in me to swipe the plactic at any opportunity i got. Seeing at how i have managed to refrain from getting myself a credit card up til now, maybe there was some truth in that. Oh who am i kidding, i would be swipping at every shoe sale in town!
But, just for shoes, because they make the penat-ness go away.
I havent felt this kind of being tired in a long while. Not the tired where you've just finished a few hours of strenous activity and look forward to a shower and the bed. I feel this sudden body breakdown from 2 - 3 weeks of non stop action. Not the fun romantic kind may i add.
Oddly enough, its also not the action where my body is going through vigorous training or something. Most of the hours are spent in constant sit down neck craning fingers on type pad position. Where the times i'm walking - which has lately been restricted to from a building to the car, from the car to a building - i feel the sudden urge to go to an abandoned field and run my guts out, you know, through the daffodils and summer sun kind.
Actually whats really getting to me is i feel drained mentally and emotionally as well. These two weeks have seen an overload on periodic surges of worry, and thinking and trying to decide my years to come. I tell you the mental and emotional penat-ness is worse then the physical penat-ness. At least when its just my muscles aching i can dive into sulmber and wake up refreshed. With the mind racing, the minute i am awake it starts its rollercoaster again.
Some one told me i am becoming more and more of a yuppie. Please, yuppies spend on nonsensicle (sp?) gadgets and outings and i am still quite kiam siap in that area. Their justification is because i dress and visit eateries that are labeled with yuppiness -- and i speak like one. How in the world does someone speak like a yuppie? Bitterly? Or arrogantly? Or when they talk about their work all the time? I dont think i fall into any of those three categories, god forbid. I dress the way i do and go to places i do because i spend more and more hours at work now, and either i eat with workmates - where people bump into me or i meet up with friends straight from the office and am not big on changing clothes in the car.
I got my AMEX corporate card yesterday which sprung me back to the time when i was trying to cook up a cool hotmail id for myself. You know the time when everyone had funky nicks and nobody used their own names. Its supposed to subconciously say alot about the kind of people we are, the nicks we choose to identify ourself. Anyway i digress. So when i was chatting and asking for opinions, an ex boyfriend suggestion americanexpress@hotmail cos he saw the potential in me to swipe the plactic at any opportunity i got. Seeing at how i have managed to refrain from getting myself a credit card up til now, maybe there was some truth in that. Oh who am i kidding, i would be swipping at every shoe sale in town!
But, just for shoes, because they make the penat-ness go away.
posted by Annushia at 8:36 PM
2 Comments:
Cute post :-)
AMEX!!!!! how come u never metion amex in our recent converstaions? especially the ones where i was to do all the signing at the shoe shops? :P
The song i wrote gets more and more ept these days....
Aji
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