The fantasy is simple. Pleasure is good, and twice as much pleasure is better. That pain is bad, and no pain is better. But the reality is different.
damnable teeth. god dammit. im having a splitting headache after my wisdom teeth surgery today. the anesthetic has started to wear off and its hurts like a bitch. why do i have to suffer so much for my damn teeth? anyway life has been a bore these days. im working at my old office job, and lord is it boring, and mechanical. all for moolah im saving to haul my ass up to melbourne next holidays. i guess i cant enjoy life for this weekend, but i can always catch up on dramas.
lusting after fall looks these days. with doc martens, lace up boots, riding boots, plaids, bow dresses, mannish tailoring and the like. my resolution these days is not to spend much on the cheap quality clothes of online blogshops, but on more unique stuff from overseas online sites. urbanoutfitters is a fave site for prawling through awesome clothes. but the prices, oh my goodness, you'd think i won the lottery. ebay is a great site for vintage clothes but paypal is a problem. why oh why doesnt the awesome h&m have and online store? oh and im hoping to get my ass up and start losing weight, i dont care how i start, be it going anorexic (i highly doubt on my ability to starve) or exercising, but god i am going to lose the extra weight and flab. and... i have fetish for heels, so people i take that you're warned. four inch heels here i come!
hmmm, school. well well. my gpa is a complete failure. i seriously need to study and work like mad to get my gpa up. everyone says all work and no play makes one dull. but hell if thats what its going to take for me to get A's. thats all img going to do. but lets just say im going to enjoy the four weeks of holidays i have left.
seeing lovely long locks of hair now make me sad. i want nice long hair back. but im going to stick to short hair till the end of the year with one or two more cuts. then lets just say, you're finally going to see me with long tresses.
The reality is that pain is there to tell us something, and there's only so much pleasure we can take without getting a stomach ache. And maybe that's okay. Maybe some fantasies are only supposed to live in our dreams.