"I want to break free."
One can never imagine the amount of stress,
A lowly junior sales assistant has to go through,
Unless he has had the chance to experience it.
We're overworked and underpaid,
And we get shit from both our supervisors,
And fucked up customers.
And you wonder why I'm always so unhappy.
Thank God they allow me to play whichever CD I fancy.
And listening to Kanye always makes me feel better.
I can't help but smile whenever I hear this line -
If my manager insults me again,
I will be assaulting him.
Hmmm.
That reminds me.
I still haven't picked up Kanye's latest album.
Guys,
If you're still not riding on Kanye West's jockstraps yet,
You don't know what you are missing out on!
I've been spending a lot as usual.
I simply can't help it,
Because that's my way of dealing with stress.
If indulging in retail therapy can prevent me,
From slipping into depression again,
I'll gladly hand over my wallet.
I never want to go down that road again you know.
Okay,
Now that I've managed to justify my spendthrift ways,
I can finally talk about my new purchases.
I got new specs!
Nothing too fancy,
Cos I couldn't afford the Alain Mikli ones.
Just a simple pair of Levi's tortoise-shell frames,
Which is pretty similar to my Gucci ones shape-wise.
I also bought a new hair product,
Because I've finally realized,
How much fun it is,
To experiment with different brands and types.
Gel, wax, clay, fiber, glue, paste, pomade,
Bring em on!
Maybe I'm a suaku,
But I've never seen this brand before around: REF,
Prior to my purchase.
Sometimes the problem with hair products,
Is not about finding the one with the strongest hold,
But one that's tough enough to last,
Yet easy to wash off at the end of the day.
For example,
Gatsby Styling Clay is tops for durability and hold,
But it takes days for me to wash off.
Yuck.
Well, well, it's already September.
In a few more months,
I will be celebrating my first year on T.
Sometimes you can just forget about the fact,
That you're transitioning.
When you're surrounded by people,
Who treats you just like a normal average guy,
You start believing that you were born one too.
 
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