Reversible

Ran into the cubicle and pulled down my undies. (Damn! It's the time of the month!) Quickly ran back to my drawer and get the sanitary napkin. (What the hell, what the hell, another 5 days of inconvenience and the fear of staining!)

It is no wonder for the abnormalities for the past few week:

• My hair and skin was oilier than usual
• I had 2 big zits on the right side of my face - There was great itchy temptation to squeeze and the painful consequences of scarring to bear
  
• I felt so bloated that I could float on water
• The cravings for rice was so great that I was thinking of having it for dinner at 4pm :P
• God knew how many heads I had bitten off due to my fluctuating mood swings during office hours
• I needed sleep so much such that I wanted to apply for sick leave every single day

Well, the beginning of menses is the end of PMS. The end of PMS is the beginning of beauty and slimness (once again). No wonder, it's known as period : P

Anyway, I had spent another 70 bucks on maintaining the condition of my complexion at Aunt Helen's just now. Regained an ease of mind and renewed confidence - I happened to stare into the mirror one fine day last week and was depressed to see clogged pores and zits on my face. It could be due to hormonal changes or dirt and dust from the Bintan trip weeks back : ( Guess I am paranoid of zits, clogged pores, blackheads and red patches, due to the eczema scare months back.

I must say that I am a vain person. I cannot tolerate any visible flaws on my face and ugly flyaway hair. Hence, I cannot fathom what happened to me a year back - After a grave mistake in lopping my long tresses, I started to have short and spiky hair (It is never easy to grow back long hair and I am never a patient person). I could not be bothered about dressing up for work as well - I was always in racerback or spaghetti tops. My eyebrows were like "red caterpillars" (I had not heard of eyebrow embroidery). Guess my looks were at rock bottom at that point of time - I felt ashamed of taking pictures because everybody was more outstanding than me : ( However, one fine day, I was suddenly awakened by "There are no ugly women in the world, just lazy ones". I browsed through the pictures that I had taken with my colleagues and I was affirmed that I was not an ugly kid > : ( Everything could still be salvaged : ) I did what I could and though the effect was not immediate, at the very least, I believe I am one of the prettiest* right now : )

*I've never acknowledged I am confident. I am just boastful : P

Never pose pictures with beauties...

Pose with nerdy geeks! (Though it makes only a slight difference, it IS still a difference!)