The First Time...

I'm being a bridesmaid.
Gotta admit, never realised just how much preparation there actually is. Makes me almost wanna elope, if ever I were to find someone.

I've done a facial.
It was a good and relaxing feeling. But actually am wondering: Did it really do me any good? My spots are alot more obvious, but my complexion seems to be the same. At least I didn't sign up for the package yet.

I've realised how vain I can be.
I did the facial because I was a bridesmaid And a whole lot of other things as well. But also in the quest of beautifying myself.
As much as I try to deceive myself, I still cannot deny that there is still a part of me that desires to be the Beautiful Swan, instead of the Ugly Duckling...

Money

The saying, "Money is not everything. But neither can you live without it." is so true.
When I appear to have a lot of it, I tend not to want to spend it. But when I'm down to my last $10 in my account and there's another week to go before payday, I will just be in a heck-care attitude.

Would that be a good sign? I just feel like a Ms Scrooge when I can afford it. Ms Spendthrift when I am really down in the dumps.

But yet, why am I denying myself the material pleasures when I can afford them?

The recent example really woke me up. Why don't I use my money on myself rather than giving it to someone else (who may have ulterior motives)?
Then comes the thought of: No, must plan for the future...

I think the Protestent Ethic could really be applied on me. To deny the current instant gratification in exchange for eternal satisfaction (if the lattar ever comes about, of course) [Or it could also be just a myth]

Last night was the first time in a long time since I heard her shouted in anger. Over the same issue. But can't blame me for leaking it out. I think it did him well. Actually after the last 2 weeks.