ready for a change

ever have one of those days where you hate (maybe hate is too strong a word..unsatisfied is more like it) everything about yourself?

it begins when you trip too many times in the street, and continues when you feel like everyone is staring at you on the MTR. you try to shake it off as self-inflicted psychological stress, but it just keeps getting worse. you feel uncomfortable in your own skin. suddenly your clothes don't fit well, your hair feels greasy and has too many split ends. you walk into work and have awkward conversations with your colleagues (more awkward than usual), you can't concentrate on your work because you keep thinking about those stares on the train. you spill soup on yourself during lunch and have to keep wiping your face while wondering why in the world your chopsticks keep missing your mouth. you wonder if it's your terrible aim or whether your mouth is just too damned small. suddenly these little harmless episodes of clumsiness turn into frustrations about why you're eating lunch alone instead of with friends. your mind flashes back to the last fight you had and turns to why you're still single. you ruminate on your academic and workplace failures as you chew on your noodles and think "man, i suck!"

but it seems that all it takes is a little somethin somethin to make all of the above go away. a funny email, an unexpected call from a friend, a good haircut, a poke on facebook, a really good news article, a cute puppy spotting, or really cute song lyrics:

And the rattlesnake said, "I wish I had hands so I could hug you like a man." And then the cactus said, "Don't you understand, My skin is covered with sharp spikes That'll stab you like a thousand knives. A hug would be nice, But hug my flower with your eyes."