I am sexy dammit!

Oh don’t mind me, I just surfed through Friendster (what can I say, one thing lead to another). Anyway, I was saying, surfing through Friendster has severe effects on my self esteem as a general. So now, this post is shrouded with insecurity, feeling of ugliness and realisations that I’m fat.

I have a love-hate relationship with Friendster. Everything on Friendster are lies. LIES!!! I don’t really look like that. I owe everything to good lighting and a blurry camera. Sometimes I adjust exposure/saturation/hue on the picture with this nifty little Photoshop-like program on my Ibook. Plus, I never take full body photos. Especially not while I am sitting down (considered blasphemous).

Denial is a powerful thing.

I also do not really sound like what I sound like on my Friendster. Period.

*deep breath*

Thank you blog, I have now reinforced my self esteem back on track. Together, me and my confidence will go far.

Attention shoe shop owners: Expect an overdressed female with big curly hair and a ton of make-up scouring through your shoe collections today. Especially in the stilleto department. Thank you. You have been warned.