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Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Friday, January 11, 2008
... A typical day in the life of a gypsy princess...1
Waking up in the mornings used to be so much fun cos I used to see it as a huge blessing, just to be able to see another beautiful day…(I still do though!!!..) but these days, I’m so scared to open my eyes in the morning… once my alarm goes off @ 5 am , my heart literally starts beating twice as fast. I practically have to drag my limbs off the bed and to the bathroom. Even at this point I’m still moving in slow motion cos I am still half asleep. i'm still asleep when the cold water hits my face… I think it’s my tiny scream of shock that actually wakes me up finally. Once that ritual is over, I go through the motions of getting dressed which is usually stretched longer that normal these days because for some reason, I’m having more and more frequent ‘ bad hair days!!!’ I spend close to 20mins trying to brush out all the tangles in my hair but at the end of it all, it’s really glossy, shiny and really nice so sometimes, it’s actually worth the effort.
The walk to the bus park is quite short but because it’s up the hill, it takes twice as long. I only start breathing when I get to the top and usually that’s all I need to remind myself of my unfit state. I really have to start some kind of work-out routine to get my heart pumping right…. My heels don’t make it any easier but can’t do without those…ever!
Finally at the bus park…for some reason, I’m always unlucky and end up getting a seat at the rear of the bus… very uncomfortable spot and I get to feel all the bumps on the road even before we hit them. I try to catch a few winks on my way to the office but the bus juggles you so much that u can barely keep your butt from falling off the chair long enough to do that… finally at the office, after the good mornings, coffee comes next. Once I have gotten a substantial amount of caffeine in my system, I can then afford to be nice to people and socialize a little before I hit the streets…
That’s what I am...Mostly…I’m a street hustler… in a good way though!!!
Anywayz, Hustling… talking to absolute strangers… talking plenty… talking some more…. That’s usually the order of my day.
Some days are good.. cos I usually convince them that with me is where they need to be… some of them are usually won over quite quickly but half the time, I go back to the office a bit disappointed cos they make all these huge promises and just never follow them through.
Well, once work’s done, report’s done, sign out, leave the office and it’s usually straight to a bar (sometimes). I hook up with friends for drinks and our newest spot is sky lounge… it’s soothing and quite nice… I have a couple of drinks and its back on the road. Usually the ride back home is long and tiring… I’m usually too tired to even shut my eyes.
But luckily going down the hill takes less effort but because the hill is really steep, it always seems like I’m running down the hill.; I guess in a way I am cos I am more or less in a hurry to get inside the house, take off my heels and just put my feet up…this usually happens in front of the TV but I’m so fagged out sometimes that once I hit the couch, I start drifting off. Somehow I always find myself in my bed but then I think I only close my eyes for a second and next thing I know my alarm goes off again and the routine starts all over again…TYPICAL
The walk to the bus park is quite short but because it’s up the hill, it takes twice as long. I only start breathing when I get to the top and usually that’s all I need to remind myself of my unfit state. I really have to start some kind of work-out routine to get my heart pumping right…. My heels don’t make it any easier but can’t do without those…ever!
Finally at the bus park…for some reason, I’m always unlucky and end up getting a seat at the rear of the bus… very uncomfortable spot and I get to feel all the bumps on the road even before we hit them. I try to catch a few winks on my way to the office but the bus juggles you so much that u can barely keep your butt from falling off the chair long enough to do that… finally at the office, after the good mornings, coffee comes next. Once I have gotten a substantial amount of caffeine in my system, I can then afford to be nice to people and socialize a little before I hit the streets…
That’s what I am...Mostly…I’m a street hustler… in a good way though!!!
Anywayz, Hustling… talking to absolute strangers… talking plenty… talking some more…. That’s usually the order of my day.
Some days are good.. cos I usually convince them that with me is where they need to be… some of them are usually won over quite quickly but half the time, I go back to the office a bit disappointed cos they make all these huge promises and just never follow them through.
Well, once work’s done, report’s done, sign out, leave the office and it’s usually straight to a bar (sometimes). I hook up with friends for drinks and our newest spot is sky lounge… it’s soothing and quite nice… I have a couple of drinks and its back on the road. Usually the ride back home is long and tiring… I’m usually too tired to even shut my eyes.
But luckily going down the hill takes less effort but because the hill is really steep, it always seems like I’m running down the hill.; I guess in a way I am cos I am more or less in a hurry to get inside the house, take off my heels and just put my feet up…this usually happens in front of the TV but I’m so fagged out sometimes that once I hit the couch, I start drifting off. Somehow I always find myself in my bed but then I think I only close my eyes for a second and next thing I know my alarm goes off again and the routine starts all over again…TYPICAL
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