Friday, December 4, 2009


Strong on the outside
But coming apart at the seams
Thats me
Hidding in my skin
Broken from within
Tragically always together
But bruised underneath
Thats me
I stand just to stumble
I trip on my pride
Why do I always try to hide
But you see the real me
Unveil me completely
I am loosening my grasp
There is no need to mask my frailty

Patiently waiting to pick up
The pieces of me
Thats you
Healer of hearts
When the world leaves it broken in two
That's always You
You stretch your arms to reach for me
Weaving the tattered fabric of my life
Into a perfect tapestry
Wonderful, Beautiful
Thats what you see
When you look at me
Cos you see the real me

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Company I keep

I have realised or it has been pointed out to me then when I am undergoing and internal crisis I tend to organised my external surrounding, cleaning and tidying obsessively in a bid to get some calm.....may be true...someone should have warned me about making friends with psychology geeks

Anyhu, I was having one of those days of frantically organising my already neat and tidy office cause for many reasons am unsettled. Halfway through the day I caught my reflection in the ladies( perfect thinking place) and noticed my eyebrows that were quickly turning into a monobrow....get that on my to do list which was growing longer than a mile...move it to the top of the list I suppose.

Some workmate of mine/friend/strange annoying person/dont know why we are friends cos he is so annoying, was booking some beauty treatment using my phone( wonder why) in my working space( cluttering, invasion of personal space). I asked him to book me in for an EYEBROW wax latest time they had and shooed him out to get on with work.

Cancelled meeting GREAT snicked out of office headed for the beauty spot met receptionist who always looks bored and caked with make up showed me to the rooms and in came an oriental woman with heavy accent asking why I was still dressed. Stunned she carried on talking muttering stuff I could hardly hear asked whether it was brazillian or bikini now that had me off the bed and reaching for the door. She asks where u go me not done nothing and in my head I was like yeah and you aint going to be doing anything anywhere near there.

She opened the door and shouted at the forever bored receptionist asking what kind of wax I was having. The place was packed with middle aged women escaping their NOT stressful lives and the Chinx is going she say(pointing at me) eyebrow you(receptionist) say brazil then she( pointing to some other beautician) say bikini..wot do? Wow I had my fill of embarrassment and left with my monobrow.

How did a simple eyebrow wax turn into waxing of my bits...........then it hit me the idiot of a friend had decided to pull a fast one on me.

Need to get him back...I will be having the last laugh