Frazzle

Maybe it’s temperamental, but I’m exhausted. Mentally and physically. I’m rethinking about how long I should continue the job for. It honestly makes me feel like shit in the morning. I’m now not only grumpy but also sullen and lacking interest in everything else. I dread riding that flimsy bike of mine everyday up the acclivitous hill in the angrily blazing sun of the scorching afternoon. I hate how 8 hours burn up all the energy I have reserved to finish my bit of studying and future planning, leaving me stranded with no brain cells and a swelling numb pair of legs. I didn’t bother complaining to my parents. I can almost picture their responses even before I ask. “You see that’s the working life for you”  “Well you got to find a way to balance it out; it’s your problem, not ours”. Well yeah screw you then. I’m not even seeking for help; I’m just a child who is in need of advices and understanding - the mere essentials that you obviously could not even provide. I hate the feeling of abandonment in some challenging situations, I guess everyone does. But at the end of the day, honestly speaking, all you’ve got is yourself, and yourself only.

So the part where I said that I’d talk about the bartender. Here you go. He has a face that possesses the power to mesmerise the lookers - a face like an asian doll chiseled from hard wood. The eyes, relied on the light, appear gold or hazel brown, even sapphire. They’re slightly slanted in a perfect angle as though made of bamboo leaves. His lips are somewhat full; the kind that end in a cute little smirk in the corner. Rays of dim ceiling light do not fail to accentuate his strong jaw and sharp cheekbone, creating a kind of golden glow for his sun-kissed skin. He’s just a boy, a silent boy, whom I happen to find incredibly charming. Although he doesn’t belong to any of my types at all, I enjoy looking at him. I enjoy looking at beautiful people.
I finished reading The Great Gatsby this morning, feeling a tad extra inspired by the beautiful and fancily woven language.