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| The oldie face |
Drained, enervated, exhausted, stressed, pressured, tired, enfeebled... Whatever you call it... I'm on my last legs and ready to drop!
I mentioned on my previous blog how my life became routine. My life lazily starts at 6 am, I get off my butt in the office at 9 am, drive back home at 7 pm to munch my dinner, do some exercises at 9 pm, then head to my bed at 11 or 12. Well, I do have little leisure that I fill with my family and some friends, but what's lacking is the "Me Time".
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| My station |
"Me time" is for yourself. It is when you unwind, indulge, and groom. Alas, I don't have it! Sure, this is the main reason why I look older than my age. Exercising is my sole Me-time. However, I stopped beautifying myself. I go to the office with an ordinary getup (I even wear home-clothing sometimes as it would only be covered with "abaya"). Maniped no longer exists because cutting nails is enough. My eyebrows are invading my forehead. I missed my laser underarm hair removal session as I feel lazy to visit the far-off clinic, instead I do plucking. I am tired from office work that makes me want to drift to bed and catch Zzzz's.
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| Sole me-time |
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| @ Tokyo |
Time management may be the best solution. But I do not think it would work on this desert kingdom. I need to be accompanied by my father to hit the parlor or gym for my safety, or else some jerky teenagers might grab me. But I cannot drag my father each time I want to go to these pampering places as he has job/errands too.
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| The I-look-older-than-my-age picture |
I am under stress that I just want to scream sometimes. Unhappy, I am. I do not want to complain about my way of living because these are blessings from up above; my job, this place, this lifestyle. But sometimes, I can't help. All I can do is close my eyes, hear my heartbeat, and convince myself that this challenge is easy-peasy-lemon-squeezy. It is not only me who is struggling in this place. Actually, I am one of the luckiest folks here as I am employed and live with my whole family.
I have no idea how long this will take. Forever is possible here. But I hope not. I know each of these is helping me hone my future and be stable. There is no easy job anyway. And most of all, there is no easy way to success. I am just glad that God gave me family and friends who outweigh that any of dilemma I carry.
See my life lately with my stress relievers:
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| @ Tony Roma's |
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| @ Steakhouse |
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| with my TFC family @ home |
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with my kuya pinsan and tito's
my KT family |
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| A little indulgence |
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| with my high school BFF @ Pizza Company |
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| The happy stressed face |
