Unappreciated

I have been quite vocal all week about being disgruntled - mostly due to something that I have to face with from 8:30 to 5 on days from Monday to Friday. The feeling of unappreciated for my integrity and expectation to deliver on my promises and to fulfil my responsibilities go unrewarded. I was starting to feel like a monkey punching away at the keyboard at times while alternating with the feeling of a robot with no creativity or feeling or sense of self. Well, that was not the issue that I was struggling with - it is the unfairness of the whole scene that got under my skin - as if I was clawed from inside out with deep scratches. I was getting that annoying feeling again - the one where the universe is turning against me once again - the one that I feel so confuse and lost without a fundamental belief to grasp on.

Then, I caught something on tv about child slavery which makes all that negative feelings go away. Of course I feel extremely sad for these children who were sold to slavery by their families for a mere few dollars. Children who barely understand how life is supposed to be were taken away from their families - young children who worked very hard just to be fed and sheltered (with no luxury at all) - I wonder how these children view the world and universe - survival. Watching the story about these children made me realize how lucky I am - how lucky to have freedom to see, to taste, to feel, to think, to listen, and to experience many things in the universe. For all that, I am thankful.

Tell me what you don't like about yourself...

Tell me what you don't like about yourself?

Haha - where do I start. Honestly, I am quite happy with myself and I do like myself (surprise surprise). However, if I were to nit-pick, there is no doubt there's always room for improvement. Let's start with hair, I could use a deep-conditioning treatment to rejuvenate the moisture and bring back the shine to my dark curls. A chemical peel or laser treatment to resurface the skin on my face. A little brow-lift to open up my eyes and to balance out the symmetry of my left and right eye. A dose of botox to diminish the slight frown line on my forehead. A rhinoplasty to create more of a bridge to my nose and some liposuction to taper out my full cheeks to create more of a sulken model-chic look. A cup-size up for breast enhancement; a little liposuction on the tummy to suck out the remaining fat layer to give me that defined taut stomach (that I've always dream of); and finally more liposuction on my thighs just to trim them up so that I can wear short shorts (haha). Voila - that'll be the perfect me.

As alluring as a perfect me sounds, it is nevertheless a scary thought - if I were to do all the above to myself, I wouldn't be who I am, would I?

[Clearly, I am addicted to Nip/Tuck.]