The world is becoming very superficial, and, sadly, I'm a part of it. Lately, I've been wrestling with personal issues, impersonal issues, and issues that aren't even mine. Everyone's got their own problems, and life seems to get more complicated with age. When bad things happen to people you know, you can't help but feel angry at people you don't know. I can only offer my ears to listen and my shoulder to lean on, but at the end of the day, we each have to fix our own issues. Sometimes my troubles feel so intense that I just want to unload this heavy burden onto someone else.
I know it's wrong to be materialistic, and I've tried to fight the temptations, but sometimes a little retail therapy doesn't hurt, right? I don't like shopping; I just like having new things. The whole shopping experience can be tedious. I'm an impulsive shopper—I don't stand around feeling the fabric, trying on clothes, or parading around the changing room. When you want something and can afford it, just buy it. Hesitating and stressing over it just takes away the pleasure of having the item. I mostly buy clothes that are displayed on mannequins; they're such good models to look up to when you don't have the patience to venture inside the shops to hunt for clothes.
When you're not feeling good on the inside, what can you do but decorate your outside? I visited the beautician yesterday to have a facial and to reshape my eyebrows (those things were getting out of control, again).
Beautician: Who shaped your eyebrows for you? (in a disgusted tone) Me: Umm... that would be me. Beautician: I see. Don't do that anymore.
My ego couldn't help but feel that she was just trying to make money from me. I also got a haircut, which was intended to be a trim. But since I get my haircuts at this guy’s garage, I can't really complain about his services, considering it only costs me $14 each time I go there. For that amount, I get the works—hair wash, cut, and blow dry. The fact that he doesn't speak much English probably contributes to why he cuts about 20 cm off my hair whenever I ask for a trim. I'm beginning to suspect that he doesn't understand the term "trim." Too bad I don't speak any Cantonese.
After all that pampering, I'm still feeling this empty void.
"Casting all your care upon Him, for He cares for you." - 1 Peter 5:7