Eli dearest, I appreciate your undying efforts, but really, I can't get used to the fact of Paris with boobs. What's more, her boobs here are bigger than mine cann... It's so tidak! I mean I know the doctor told you to get more rest, but when you're not resting, help me look-see for others k... Thanks dearest...
Ok back to business. Being a typical Singaporean, I wanna complain and contribute my fair share of bitchin'.
I wonder what I have done to some people to make them want to criticise me. Let's name them Witch A and Witch B. In short, WA and WB.
There's at least two people here in the office who like to scan me from head to toe, stare at the accessories I wear, the colour combination of my clothes, my hair, my make-up, then finally settle their green, roving eyes on my chest (albeit sometimes I wear clothes that cover my limbs and my twins).
And if that's not enough; pass remarks that are, I believe, supposed to make me feel like a total piece of crap. I'm really sorry WA and WB, but really, you two are not that hot either.
I have two reasonings that I figured out why, among others, your favourite past-time is to diss me. Here they are:
(1) You are plainly jealous of the fact that there are some of my colleagues who compliment me on my clothes or whatever, and that NOBODY says that you look hot in that new, expensive top.
So sweet WB, I'm so used to compliments already that I've learnt to accept them gracefully, say my thank-yous and maybe a touch of modesty to go along with it.
(2) People compliment you, yes, but whenever you look at me, you still make some sarcastic and hurting remarks. Why, I don't know... Because you want to be the ONLY one that people compliment on? And feel that somehow, you hate the idea that a rival called Farzuin is going to steal the limelight from you?
Listen WA sweetpea, I don't dress for work for people to compliment on. I wear my clothes because I feel good in them. I wear my accessories because I have tons of them, not for you to make comments that my $99.00 sweater shirt looks like Pak Awang's favourite shirt. Maybe on you, yes it could look like Pak Awang's shirt. But on me, well let's just say I look like a normal person. For the record, I do wear clothes that cost $99.00 and $9.90. I shop at Esprit and This Fashion. It's not how much the clothes cost. It's how you carry them off.
And the ultimate reason why both of you WA and WB say all these nasty things is because you feel deeply insecure about your true selves, and that you simply have to diss me to make yourselves feel better. Because, by crushing me down with your snide remarks, (which do not affect me very much, in fact, they amuse me more than kill me) you don't have to deal with those nagging insecurities that are telling you that you are actually, honestly, quite unattractive Witches.
So if by some funky miracle you happen to stumble upon my site, pretend I'm not complaining about you.
the enigma was spotted at 14:05