ROTD: I'ma Barbie girl, in a Barbie world, life in plastic, it's fantastic!

Sorry, it's been a while and unfortunately this post ain't about roses and rainbows. Just needed to get something off my chest.

Been down sick with viral infection - AGAIN! And didn't take any MC and went on working since there was too many work to do. My brain has been exhausted and I've on a short memory status. Been forgetting things like an old lady.

There's a lady (late thirties) who's quite well respected in my workplace that bothers me a little. Nothing all too serious but it seems that she often make subtle hints to me and everyone how she doesn't approve of me or the way I look or behave. I don't expect to go anywhere and win a bloody popularity contest here. All I want to do is get along with everyone, get our job done and go home.

The first few months of working in my new job; she started hinting to me how I should not act fake and how she and her husband (she married early) are comfortable with each other and how not fake they are.

Problem is, I am who I am. Like I said, I'm not here to win a popularity contest, there's no reason for me or anyone for that matter (in my opinion) to act fake. This is me. I talk in a girlish voice, I grin and tell stupid jokes, I nod my head respectfully and smile even when I'm scolded etc.

Elisa did mention that people who doesn't know me will cleverly 'assume' that I act fake. People who's with me for a while, knows that that is just me. Thinking that time will prove her wrong eventually, I let this comment slip.

How long can a fake person keep up in a relationship? I'm curious. If I were that horribly fake and manage to keep it up for 13 months and see my bf everyday, I deserve an Oscar!!

The face. In this case, MY face. People take one look at me and also assumes that they know me their entire lifetime and how they don't need to even talk to me to know me. They assume that I do not know any hardship, is unable to handle anything important, can't work, can't hold a job for 6 months, a flower pot. Will wilt under sun, will never eat in hawker centres and only eats expensive food stuff and all, can't hold secrets, gossipy. It's incredible how long the list goes.

I admit I'm not perfect. I'm far from it. I have a list of faults probably that long too but it's none of the above. I had live by myself in a strange place with no fan, no lights, no furniture eating nothing by instant noodles for dinner every night for 2 months. I have been thru shit and more, I can hold a job for 6 months and more. I like umbrellas because I have pigmentation problem, I dislike gossip, I'm a fantastic secret holder. I eat anywhere and almost anything.

But anyway, as of late, she's hinting to me how she disapproves of the way I look. In her words, she's okay with girls dressing sexy but doesn't approve of things like colouring the hair. How she like au natural. Good for her. Also if my hair was under a scarf, I wouldn't bother to do anything to it too.

I don't wear sexy but I consistently colour my hair, recently hair my eyebrows embroidered, wear make up (mascara and occasionally falsies) and in other words - Look fake.

She never says anything like that to my other colleague that colours their hair in light browns and stuffs. Weird..

Ta daaaa, move over Barbie! I'm here to stay!

Now all I need is double eyelids, a boob job, some lip fillers, blond hair, blue contacts and I'm all set. I don't know about you guys, but I'm thinking somewhere along the lines of 550cc for my boobies...

Now to get my Ken, my pink convertible, my pink palace and the RM10k needed for my boob job...

Sponsors anyone?