Julie's Gripe Page

Last weekend I had a date with a friend. We wanted to watched Shrek2. The night before, some women who was my bestest of all best friend called and said, "Julie, you *****, what happened last weekend? We were supposed to go and have our manicure and pedicure done." To which I answered, "I was waiting for you to call you twit." So I had to squeeze her into my already tight morning schedule.

We went to the nail parlor and had our pedicure. I added buffing for my finger nails. Then as usual, I'd dig for news from those dearest to my heart. Moon Baby was there and I cheekily asked of her 'friend'. One of those rare males who endeared themselves to me. I understand why she is attracted to him, he's a private person who had that charm that glosses over that 'not quite there' personality. But if you are patient and careful, you'd meet the wonderful guy behind all that facade.

How pedicure works? First, they soak your feet. Then, they put some sort of cream on your nails to soften them. They clean under the nails and cut the cuticles(sp). After that they shape the nail. They will wash your feet and use a skin scrub to clean your feet. You can op to have your dead calluses scraped. They will massage your feet a bit and was off all the products. Once the final cleaning is done, they will rub on some moisturising cream. And, you are ready to go.

My friend and I love pedicure cause it pampers our feet. She works on her feet and therefore believes in pampering herself every once a while. As for myself, I just love to baby myself. Hence the occasional manicure, pedicure, hair salon visits and sauna. Soon I should add, facials and massages. Ah, for the life of leisure..

Perception and Truth

My brother finds my mind to be more than a little bit scary. He says that my mind doesn't work like a typical Malay does. All this because I was talking about temporary damage and long term damage. I guess what I said was a bit more colder that that. We were discussing about Malay students who goes overseas to study and marry over there, only to end up divorce when they come home after 5-10 years later because they grew up to be different ppl.

According to brother, the main factors of this not-too-short term marriage is because of hormones and loneliness. My main argument that if you are in that state it's better for you to go clubbing rather than marriage. I don't see any reason to marry and later make life difficult for the children who don't understand why Mom and Dad no longer love each other. Then, my brother said that our religion is one of the factors that forbids such thing.

Surprised I said, "You mean, you'd rather destroy innocent children's life/stability so that you don't 'sin'. What kind of logic is that?". I said go clubbing, not go to a club, get drunk and have wild sex with a stranger. As far as I'm concerned, you go clubbing to dance. The drinking, picking up strangers and whatever else is optional.

Isn't that so much better that 8 years down the road you divorce and come out of the relationship with 2 kids in tow. And the fact that your children's life become worse off is not a sin? In any divorce, children are usually the casualties. They feel destablized. It's a pity to learn in such a young age that not all relationships lasts.

Then my brother proclaimed, "It would take a rare Malay man to marry you. I predict that you will have to marry a non-Malay. Your ideas are just to out of the norm." To which I said, "Bah humbug!" Marriage is something very sacred and I wouldn't just willy nilly jump into. No sir, not me. I want so much more than just this life. I need to find my path, and right now, I'm still looking for things to do with my life.

Work calls, later ppl.

Love,
Julie.