This morning I told my Mom I wanted to get a haircut, a pedi and mani plus a damn massage. I even asked her if she wanted to come with me! She agreed to go to the spa with me this weekend but then she gave me this puzzling and worried look, “Are you okay, darling?” Of course I am, was my instant reply. Why should I not be okay?! Is it wrong to pamper and spend money over yourself once in a while? Should I even waste an opportunity to look and feel good? No way! Haha! 
So just to set the record straight, I am not depressed nor am I going out on a date. In fact, I don’t want to go anywhere during this 3-day weekend but to the spa… 
*Somewhere Down The Road is currently playing and is starting to sound like a cat repeatedly scratching a piece of blackboard*
Again, I am perfectly fine. Damn, why do songs like this ruin my day?! And why do I allow it to? How funny is it that when you’re not looking for an excuse to feel good, life reminds you right away that there is indeed a reason for everything? Everytime I stop and wonder why, sometimes I really don’t want to know what’s behind all this…sometimes I just want to sit there and wonder forever, feel utterly confused without even knowing why and just let it hurt until it sinks into oblivion.
When experiencing constipation, the best way is to keep a straight face and no one would suspect.
