Tuition, food hunting with kaiqin, new nails, childhood restaurant, and hotel with alvin, tony (hello rare guest!), swee, songyan, jaichyi, junkang, tristal and sherlyn and that concludes my day.
So apparently, this week was my breather week.
Didn't work out because I truly can never be sitting still.
I don't like sleep. I wish sleep wasn't necessary unless you had a partner. Or unless it's after an activity with a partner heh heh. Sleep itself is really a shameful waste of time. All those hours going to nowhere.
Read somewhere that it's possible to be born with a genetic defect where you require only 4 hours of sleep to function everyday. Also heard that "if sleep doesn't come, death does" so I'm on the fence.
I'm also on the fence about how useful sleep is. I think sleep should be a job and it should only be approved if you have a sleep buddy (heh heh) and that if you're alone and sleep that day happens to be a torture (or a luxury, I'm on the fence again), it can be revoked.
Also my thoughts have been scattered lately.
My manicurist was working on my fingers and she is the sweetest, most exquisite lady I've seen and I wondered why she would spend the rest of her days doing feet and nails.
Which led me to think of jobs and their hierarchy.
Which led me to think of 3 specific jobs - a manicurist, a masseuse, a prostitute.
Who am I to judge the morality status of any of anybody.
A lot of our thinking were forced/ shaped by what we see reflected growing up - I think violence is wrong because I see news of abusive criminals getting their punishment, I think fat women are ugly because I see slim girls voted hottest every year, I think prostitutes are the cheapest form of a livelihood because they trade body for money.
But is it?
With enough overrule, a violent man could choke a McDonald's staff for being rude.
With enough media convincing, a fat girl could be our society's new ideal.
With enough reinvention, a prostitute could elevate to the status of a geisha.
Lost my train of thought.
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