My sister has irregular sleeping habits. She will fall asleep at 9pm at night and wake up at 4am in the morning to do her homework. The thing is I am a very light sleeper whose idea of an early bedtime is midnight, and whatever waking time I have in mind it is probably NOT 4am… And we share a room.
But I have to admit that there’s a lot more than just my sister keeping me up. Blogging inspirations chose this ridiculous ungodly hour to present themselves in the front of my head, as well as a whole lot of other problems. Which is why I am here at 6.30am checking facebook and, of all things, blogging.
–_______-
But the toll of four and a half hours of sleep is showing. There are so many things I want to tell you.
I want to tell you that I discovered a love of photography but I don’t have a fancy camera. Heck, I don’t even have a camera.
I want to tell you that SASA’s in trouble again! (; hehehe hi Lily.
I want to tell you about how everyone seems to be in such a hurry to move their lives along. Do you have any idea how many people are leaving because they’ve gotten scholarships? This is so sad; because no matter how many times we try to remind ourselves that change is life’s only constant, it still sucks to see someone go.
I want to tell you about my holiday so far – my beautiful cliché of a vacation at Pulau Perhentian, the perfect cookie recipe and Briana’s 18th Birthday Bash @ Blossom Deli.
I want to tell you about volunteering at animal shelters and how I can’t understand why people want to dye their pet’s hair, and squash them into tiny little frilly dresses – in short, trying to make their pets fit our definition of what is pretty. Why is there even a need for animals to be pretty and cute anyhow?
I want to tell you that the Cleo magazine often features amazing lifestyle articles, and one article from the June 2010 issue particularly caught my eye. It was about how women have unfair expectations set upon them, and how too much body love isn’t good for you. It was an eye-opener.
I want to share with you all the wonderful PostSecrets I found.
And I want to tell you how badly I need a functioning laptop of my own! And I WILL tell you, just not right now, because it IS 6.30am in the morning, and I have only had four and a half hours of sleep.
This is just a spoiler for what’s coming next. (:
Labels: day-to-day, Random-ia
People like asking me why I pulled out of the Creative Artistic Soul category for the CHS Students’ Choice Awards last year. I told everyone that it was because I felt that, as the head of the department running the Awards, I shouldn’t be contesting. But that was an excuse to save my pride. It was actually more because put next to people like Briana Leong, my creativity pales in comparison. If you are blessed enough to have received a gift from her before, chances are it was probably handmade with painstaking care and detail. If there was any one person who exuded beauty and elegance and spunk from every pore, it would be her. She is so good with both her hands, and her words!
Me and Bree on CHS’s Graduation Day 2009.
Here is a blog post of hers that I particularly enjoyed reading and I told her so. And when she asked me to do the post as well so she could read my answers I went EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE :DDD And so I have, but please click and see her original post before you read my pathetic attempt below at creating something as beautiful and poetic as what she has. What to do, I really wanted to try at least! And if I fail to come even close to what she did, I can only say: at least I was honest all the way through this entry. Just as I know she was in hers. Hi, Dan. This is for you, happy birthday yesterday. :)
ONE
If were a month, I’d be April.
Because it’s my birth month; because it’s spring, the start of all things new.
TWO
If I were a day of the week, I’d be Saturday.
Because Saturday mornings have this way of being beautiful, even when they’re clouded over and rainy.
THREE
If I were a time of day, I’d be Dawn.
Jumping out of bed eagerly to greet the day.
FOUR
If I were a planet, I would be one where I can watch the aurora borealis from wherever I am.
Every single night.
FIVE
If I were a sea animal, I’d be Coral.
Stunning but silent.
SIX
If I were a flower, I’d be daisies.
Small, clean and white with a golden heart.
SEVEN
If I were a kind of weather, I’d be the kind where it rains and shines at the same time.
Like laughing through your tears.
EIGHT
If I were a musical instrument, I’d be a piccolo.
Tiny but with the voice of a songbird.
NINE
If I were a colour, I’d be a the whole palette!
But if I really had to pick one, it would be yellow. No explanation needed. :)
TEN
If I were a fruit, I’d be a lemon.
So bemoaned by people when life gives them those, but so wonderfully tangy.
ELEVEN
If I were a sound, I’d be bells.
They wake us up, no matter what type of bell they are. They make us sit up and listen.
TWELVE
If I were a car, I’d be a Volkswagen Beetle.
Tiny but classic.
THIRTEEN
If I were a food, I’d be sorbet.
Ice cold and oh-so refreshing.
FOURTEEN
If I were a place, I’d be a big public library.
Wide open, comfortable, with lots of books and people.
FIFTEEN
If I were a scent, I’d be anything citrus.
Anti-soporific.
SIXTEEN
If I were an object, I’d be a patchwork quilt.
A gallimaufry, a queer mixture of patterns, a hodgepodge.
SEVENTEEN
If I were a facial expression, I’d be this.
Life is sheer bliss.
EIGHTEEN
If I were a song, I’d be the one that makes you want to jump and dance like nobody’s watching; the one that makes all your friends join in.
Enjoying the music.
My favourite from Form 4 up till now: Mika – Love Today.
NINETEEN
If I were a pair of shoes, I’d be ballet flats.
Comfortable yet chic.
TWENTY
& If I could be anyone in the whole wide world, I’d be me.
Because as imperfect as it is, there’s no one else’s life I feel like living. I’m a grateful girl. And I’m awesome that way.
Labels: day-to-day, Friends, Musings, Personal, Very Long Posts
Looking back, it was a bit crazy to dive headfirst into the ICRC competition so soon after joining the world of debate and finding a team. The motions of the humanitarian law debate are some of the toughest ever around. The days leading up to the competition were spent alternating between studying for A-levels and reading up on current humanitarian issues. But as Kareem, Lily and I found out, extensive knowledge alone isn’t going to save you in the ICRC debate; it’s just a minimum requirement. The motions are complicated, making proving/disproving the other team an extremely difficult job. I’m not that surprised that we only won one round (as far as I know).
But the fun I had justifies everything. I had fun training, and I had fun at the real competition. I learnt so much about my team and how it could function better – if Kareem wants to continue debating with us, of course. [insert biiiiiiiig hopeful grin :D] The most fun I had was during the HELP 1 vs. HELP 3 round, and I’m not even sure why I had so much fun, even though my team didn’t win the round! The tension just wasn’t there; it felt like another of our many practice rounds. Everyone in the room knew each other, the adjudicator included. Debating is a social event, and it’s a lot more fun when you know everyone you’re up against.
Fun doesn’t excuse not working harder though (a treaty a day!!). You can bet the next time I’m around for a competition we’re going to win more than just a quarter or two-fifths of the rounds.
The realization that the exams have ENDED for now hasn’t quite sunk in. But I love that feeling every time I do remember that I don’t have to bring a book along to study everywhere I go. Remember that long long note that Mercedes/Amber Riley sang at the end of the song in Glee, Proud Mary?
HEY YEAH YeEeeEEAAaaAaAaaAAAH! :D
Labels: day-to-day, ECA, Friends
We now have a brief respite from the next (and final!) round of exams – English Lit and C2. On top of that the pressure from the last week has lifted – the stress was unbelievable. My phoneS (!!!) were wrecked, and I couldn’t tell my parents; they’re just not the kind of people who can laugh at careless mistakes. And with relevance to that, I had screwed something up in every exam so far, no matter how hard I had worked. And then there I was, once again, worrying about things that I should not even have been worrying about in the first place.
I know I was talking about fighting pessimism; the truth is that on the blog I can cover up my foul moods really well. In reality I was so stressed out that I couldn’t even sleep well at night because I was speculating about everything that could potentially go wrong.
But some things helped ease the strain immeasurably. Things like 5-page-long pathetically ranty emails and chats on MSN that lasted well past the parents’ forgivable bedtime. And it didn’t quite matter that there were no solutions offered to any of the problems I was facing; it was strangely therapeutic to come home and type all of it out knowing that someone on the other end would be listening. Just that assurance that someone cared enough to listen was enough. By Saturday, some of my problems had somehow resolved themselves.
I didn’t thank them enough then. And I doubt I ever will be able to – how is a counseling session like that repayable? I suppose the best way would be to let you know how much you helped me: for the first time in two and a half weeks, I slept well last Wednesday night.
Lesson learnt: even the worst day is only 24 hours long. :)
I have one week to go to English Lit and C2 math! And I am PROUD to say that I haven’t procrastinated too much – except when I spent all of Sunday watching Criminal Minds and eating junk food and getting nothing done at all which resulted in another long pathetic rant to said friend. This has resulted in me going vegetarian for this week, by the way. :D
On the bright side to the exams, this means there is just one more week to go till the 3-week break – I simply cannot wait! It has been a long time since I had such a long holiday. And I’d like to say that I’ve earned it.
On the downside to the exams, this means that this is just over one week away.
These 1 2 3 are going to have to be my best friends for the next 7 days. Sigh.
And on a completely unrelated note, with reference to this:
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/world/middle_east/10201165.stm
I just thought that the Turkish government should be incredibly proud.
Maybe it’s because I still live in the world of heroes and heroines from the movies; where if they put up a hard enough fight against all the odds, by some wild lucky stroke dealt by the fickle Lady Fortune (or maybe even Calypso :D) – they will win.
I just thought it was really, really brave of the people aboard the flotilla to put up such a terrific resistance to the Israelis in the name of providing aid for those suffering in the Gaza Strip. They were raided by the Israeli army, commando-style, going in with guns blazing. They knew that if the Israeli army tried to stop them in any way, none of their aid would get through to the Gazans. So they decided to fight back. And hell, did they fight back. Watch the video of them throwing one of the Israeli soldiers offboard. It’s the stuff of pirate movies!
Okay I have the feeling that I am somehow being insensitive. But I do respect those aboard the Mavi Marmara. The dead among them died heroes!
Labels: day-to-day, Friends, Musings, Random-ia
What happened was I was trying to study Econs last night. And then the outhouse for my residential area crashed. I then spent a more than proportional amount of time running around lighting candles to light up my study area. Once I was completely satisfied that the desk was well-lit, I couldn’t study because it was so hot. -________-
I unintentionally woke up at 6.30am because it was so hot. It was at that point that I discovered that one phase of electricity had been restored to my house, resulting in the very queer occurrence of only half my house having electricity. Therefore in the kitchen the fridge works but the toaster doesn’t. WTF.
Fortunately the study (where the computers and modem are :D) is part of the house that has electricity, so I can come back here and finish typing that blog post that I thought I would come and finish post-Econs.
***
When it happened on Monday, I told everyone around me who cared to listen. It was as if by telling everyone I could somehow lessen the burden of the mistake. And it kinda worked :D
But in case I haven’t told you myself yet: I missed out one entire question on my C1 Math exam paper. I DID read the instructions in front before I started the paper! And I still inexplicably forgot when I got to question 10.
I dropped my phone down the toilet on the day of the Chemistry exam, and now for C1 something else goes down the drain too – 8 marks. Is it me or am I having an exceptionally poor run of luck this round of exams? It makes me wonder what will happen on Friday come the Econs exam!!!
I am sounding more pessimistic than I really feel. It isn’t THAT bad lah :D I’m just doing it for effects. Really, I like sharing everything about me: what makes me happy as well as what makes me upset.
So to make up for the thunderclouds that have been hanging over this blog for the last few days, here are genuine (though unhelpfully unoriginal) wishes of love, laughter and life from me.
“Oh, it’s delightful to have ambitions. I’m so glad I have such a lot. And there never seems to be any end to them— that’s the best of it. Just as soon as you attain to one ambition you see another one glittering higher up still. It does make life so interesting.”
- L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables
“Why is it easier to affirm “something’s wrong” than to say “everything’s great?” Isn’t it strange for us to say, “I’m lazy. I’m fat. I’m no good,” thereby creating our life experience to be one that is late, tired, and worthless. Leave it to our egos to keep us in that small game and hold us back. If you haven’t started yet, I invite you take on affirmations that brighten your day. Create a bigger life for yourself simple by saying things like, “I am tireless, perfect being. I have access to everything and I am complete.”
- Jason Mraz
And on that note,
:)
*Crap the electricity just got cut off for the whole house again. Why oh why did I spend so much time on boredpanda.com??*
Labels: day-to-day, Personal
It irks me how much people can talk when they want to sound smart. This is what debaters do but I am not talking about debaters right now. It annoys me how people with such huge inferiority complexes can have such humungous egos. And it amazing how two-faced some of these people can be.
It also saddening that people whom I once thought were nice could turn out to be so jackass-like and dislikeable. It makes me wonder if they changed, or if this was just a part of them I didn’t see before.
If only closed minds came with closed mouths.
If only!
It has been a very, very long time since I got this pissed off with anyone. But on the bright side, I suppose it’s a sign of a blessing: it’s a reminder that I don’t meet these kind of people that often. And going deeper into that point, it shows how nice the rest of the people in my life have been to me.
So if you know me, and you haven’t trash-talked anyone (whether to their face or not), if you know to keep your mouth shut when you should have, if you have brightened up my day just by being there and if you love me – thank you. :] How do I ever thank you properly enough?
I feel better already! At least some sliver of goodness came out of this angsty episode. Thank God for my inner optimist.
And with that I wish you A VERY
HAPPY MAY! :D
Imma start the new month on the happiest note possible.Labels: day-to-day, Musings, Random-ia
Yesterday, I…
- Went to church and stayed in the parish office library.
- Studied Econs there and finished all my Econs homework.
- Went shopping with my dad and spent a lot of money in Cotton On. HEHEHE :D
- Painted my nails.
- Cleaned out my wardrobe.
- Made agar-agar in the shape of a fish.
(My mom made me. Come on lah Ma, did you reaaaaally have to remind me? T.T)
- Made pancakes without the pan!
- Found out that the agar-agar was absolutely TASTELESS, and came up with a fantastic new dessert in all of 2 seconds flat. *grins*
- Broke a plate.
- Made love to Organic Chemistry.
Am I awesome or am I awesome? *grins*
As for today, HAPPY BIRTHDAY to the awesome-est boss/ray of sunshine/“nose-picker”/friend LILY FOONG! :D
I have a song for you! And here’s how it goes.
The sun'll come out
Tomorrow
So ya gotta hang on
'Til tomorrow
Come what may
Tomorrow! Tomorrow!
I love ya Tomorrow!
You're always
A day away!
Take a hint, people.
HEHEHEHEHEHEHE :D
Labels: day-to-day, Random-ia
This Post Is A Hodgepodge Post.
1. Truth be told, Pride and Prejudice is utterly boring. Hock Eu got it right when he called it old-fashioned chick lit. I like Elizabeth, but you can get tired of perfect, feisty characters. The less said about Jane the better. Mr Darcy is boring. YES NICOLE WONG YOU READ ME RIGHT. Darcy is boring!!! The only one I really like in the whole novel is Mr Collins. He’s comic relief. Well, him and Mrs. Bennet. *grins* I particularly like the scene in which Mr Collins proposes to Elizabeth. He’s so full of himself. Reminds me of some people I know. (;
Oh well, at least P&P is only for one term.
2. Google Chrome is the BOMB. If you’ve ever tried it, you’ll know that it’s display is so much prettier than I.E. or Mozilla. But one of the best things about Chrome (for me) is the extensions that come with it. Like this extension called Google Dictionary. I can check definitions of certain words as easily as this:
But my FAVOURITE extension is this one.
It blocks certain sites so that you don’t spend an unnecessary amount of time on them.
And after your allocated time is up, if you try to access any of the sites you blocked, this is all you get:
GOOGLE CHROME IS A GODSEND. The creator of this extension should be nominated for sainthood, awarded the Nobel Prize, be granted amnesty for life and be knighted by the Queen!! I almost cried when I attached it to Facebook and all blogspot sites, but I was only disciplining myself. It’s the reason I’m feeling so optimistic about tomorrow’s English Lit presentation! :D
Take that, Procrastination!
The loophole is that I can just open the other web browser I have – Mozilla Firefox – and continue browsing all my blocked sites. But I’m too used to Chrome already, and all my bookmarks and passwords are saved in Chrome. So it looks like this self-imposed curfew is here to stay.
Oh well. (: if when I make it to Oxbridge/The Ivy League I’ll look back on this and be eternally thankful. And when I’ve got my first credit card then I’ll make that $10 donation. *grins*
Speaking about Ivy Leagues…
3. I made a complete fool out of myself. Ezreena knows what I’m talking about. But what on earth was I supposed to do?! I hardly even knew the guy! [i.i] Basically my pride and prejudice towards someone I hardly knew has just succeeded in dunking me in a really really really awkward situation. Ask me about it and I’ll tell you, I promise I will, and it’s funny (albeit at my expense!) but not here. Not on the blog. It’s mortifying!!!
Maybe I shouldn’t be so quick to diss P&P after all.
4. Justin Choong is this pokey beanstalk who’s been haunting me since Standard 1 (same class for 4 years back then). Same primary school, secondary school and college. He runs so fast that he leaves the other contestants behind in clouds of dust. And he looks like Fido Dido. You know?
Yeah he looks like that. (: Anyway Justin wants his birthday post. So, happy belated birthday! :D
The thing is… I don’t even remember when his birthday is. I just know it’s late. Heh. Sorry boss. *grins*
Labels: day-to-day, Random-ia
HOLA FROM CHILE!
:D
This delegate is not dead yet! And is proud to state that she SURVIVED HELPMUNC! Despite her internet getting busted the day before HELPMUNC. Can you imagine what it’s like to feel stupid, desperate and helpless?
This delegate is also proud to announce that on Saturday she went up to the podium to make a speech and her script was a blank piece of paper. Her first ever completely impromptu speech. *grins* It sucked, but hey at least this delegate had the guts to go up and defend the already failing resolution. She should totally have won Most Gutsy New Delegate.
This delegate also never realized that a laptop was a necessity for a college student. She plans on switching to the Security Council and using her veto power to demand one from her dad.
This delegate is also getting rather pissed off with this keyboard because the backspace key is jammed. –.-
This delegate is incredibly tired. She has been going to college from 7am-7pm every day since Tuesday and is about to do the same tomorrow! Worse than running marathons I tell you. VAAA D:
But above all, this delegate would like to thank the SGs for making HELPMUNC fun and an awesome learning experience, and for the delegates of Bangladesh, Mexico and the Republic of Korea (all from HRC) for making her day, particularly the delegate of Korea. He shall forever be associated with legalization of prostitution and disbanding of the UN.
This delegate had fun, and will possibly come back for a few more MUNCs, but is of the opinion that Debate still rules. (:
And this delegate has to try and stop talking in 3rd person.
I YOU I YOU I YOU I YOU I YOU I YOU I YOU I YOU I YOU ME WE EVERYBODY!
That feels good. :]
Labels: day-to-day, Friends, Random-ia
Man is never satisfied. I am never satisfied.
A Louise-byte: I like being busy. I like feeling that I’m doing something, getting something worthwhile done. I love the sense of accomplishment when I cross something off my to-do list, even if it’s just a phone call or something to pick up from the grocery store. (Somehow this never applies to homework!) I blame it on fear: fear that I would lose my chance to gain an edge over the rest of the thousands of applicants vying for places in universities; fear of losing out, fear of being left out; fear that I’m going to lose my competitive edge. I fear idleness and not having anything to do. I dread not being able to work towards anything short-term. I live on deadlines.
And yet it’s at times like tonight when I feel like throwing my hands up in the air and doing exactly what I feel like doing: blogging, sleeping, downloading music, Facebook-ing and catching up on all my reading. But nooo, I’m stuck here writing a review for Malaysian Studies, an email for WWF and researching Chile. (Actually, I kinda have been doing a lot of what I feel like doing, which partly explains my situation tonight.)(Only PARTLY, may I add!!) What makes it even more frustrating is that my printer died on us a month ago and so I have to figure out how to get all my stuff printed by their respective deadlines.
A quick digression: my house is currently a technological void. There are 4 computers in the house and 2 of them don’t work. One is my dad’s laptop, and it is the only one that functions perfectly. He usually brings it to work though. This one, the one I am currently blogging on, has no sound system and is so riddled with viruses that pendrives visibly cringe away from the USB port! We have a TV but we do not subscribe to Astro. As said before, the printer does not work. On top of everything, none of the 5 cameras in the house work either.
I feel I am perfectly justified in swearing.
#$%^%@##!!!!! ):<
So I’m stuck here with writer’s block, struggling to come up with something more than a little creative for the Malaysian Studies scrapbook which is due this Thursday and worrying about the impending Moral Studies quiz on Wednesday, the textbook of which I have not managed to buy. (Screw you Unknown UOA Stationery Shop for losing your copy of the book!) I think about the A-Levels mocks coming up at the end of next month. I think about the pile of Maths and Literature assignments waiting for me and calmly, resolutely turn my back on them, reminding myself that I asked to be here tonight. I will try to be satisfied with my lot. This was what I wanted and asked for.
It’s going to be a long night.
Note: The note attached to the lemon in the picture says PUCKER UP.
***edit***
Just had inspiration for the Malaysian Studies project and wrote a very LOL Rotiman review. I don’t feel so bad now! (:
Labels: day-to-day, ECA, Musings, Quickies
I disagree with most of you. The SPM results do matter to me. Not because I needed scholarships really badly, but because I am a true-blue CHS-ian: I just really really wanted to know how I did! Like any other exam. Yup, kiasu to the core, c’est moi.
The results were much better than I expected, but no where near as good as I hoped. My results aren’t as awesome as SOME OTHER PEOPLE’S *coughSHENWENKOEYEETHOCKEUDAVIDLILYSHENGHOAYZEANSHIUNGcough* – in fact they’re mediocre, by comparison - but I feel satisfied. Especially where Chinese is concerned! My Chinese tuition teacher was awesome. He knew all along that I could never be persuaded to like Chinese. I was just too lazy to work at it. And yet he continued to push me as hard as I could be persuaded to go. Do you remember this? I expected a D for Chinese.
I got a B+.
As of today, I have never been so glad and so proud: for being Chinese; and of myself, for sticking all the way through with a subject I absolutely detested. Honestly, the uncontested best part of my results slip is the tiny little B+ at the end of the list. Looking at it gives me a huge feeling of accomplishment that I never expected I would ever feel. I suppose I have the school board to thank for making Chinese compulsory for all CHS-ians. There’s really no words to describe the feeling of triumphing over something I was forced into doing and detested all the way.
As for the other subjects, I’m so glad that I managed to make my tuition teachers proud – all of whom I love to bits. I doubt they read my blog, but thank you – Sham (Add Maths & Physics), Mr Lee (Chinese!!!), Mumthaz (BM), Mrs Wong & Kalai (Chemistry).
And thank You. No matter what people say about You, thank You.
I now have a new tool to bargain with my parents! >:D
A BIG shoutout to all CHS-ians:
CONGRATULATIONS!
We totally rocked the SPM!
I’m so proud of us. (:
Lily says that to some extent the results reflect the amount of effort you put in for each subject. I agree with regards to Sejarah because I honestly did not work hard enough to deserve a grade I’d be happy with. But I disagree with regards to BM!! I got an A- for my BM paper. I do not think this is at all fair, because I wrote really well. When you write well, you just KNOW IT. I wrote well enough for an A at least. I totally blame ikan agar-agar!!
I will NEVER be able to look at a plate of jelly the same way ever again. T.T
Labels: day-to-day, Friends, High School, Musings
I had my very first driving lesson today. I think I scared the instructor spitless because he only did 2 hours with me and then told me that I had done great and I didn’t need to practice anymore! And then he left me hanging around SDC for an hour.
But that’s not the point of this update. The point is, when my dad picked me up immediately after the session, he looked at me and said…
“Is your hair naturally brown, or have you dyed it?”
-_________________- OMG. FINALLY.
Took you long enough!!!
Labels: day-to-day, Quickies, Random-ia
Emotional turbulence can do weird things to my appearance. The last time I had a break up (and it was a long long time ago), I went and got my second piercing.
The story is, on Monday I went and dyed my hair. I didn’t tell anyone I was going to do it. I don’t really know why I did it; and up till now the only real reason I can give (without having to go into the boring rubric of my personal life) is: I just felt like it. REALLY LAH. I did. It was one of those random spontaneous snap decisions. I was staring in the mirror, hating my plain black hair (yeah, I know, vanity. Shut up.) and wanting to do something about it. All I had to do was call up the hairdresser a day before and then, poof! It became Koko Krunch! I was a brunette! … Of sorts. The bottle said it was auburn (which is an awesome colour!), but it looks mostly light brown.
The funny thing is, my parents don’t seem to have noticed. Either that, or they’re really good actors. And it’s getting me worried. I mean, I have just been sitting down to dinner with them with a light shining on me, making my hair sparkle, and they didn’t say ANYTHING. I’m really starting to suspect that they’re feigning ignorance. I mean, I can just see them thinking, HEHEHE let’s see how long till she breaks down and confesses. And I swear, I might do that soon. It’s reverse psychology torture.
Not that they’re against the colouring of my own scalp, or they think I should love myself the way God made me – it’s the impact on the environment that they really mind. –.-“
But what to do? Henna won’t show up on my dark hair. Sorry lah Ma! Makeovers are your crazy daughter’s way of dealing with stress. And since I can’t shop during Lent, the only other choice I had was suicide by pill overdose. Do you see?
*insert angelic smile + puppy eyes*
Only one thing: my hair’s a couple of shades lighter than I intended it to be.
This picture, taken in the back of Jenani’s car, doesn’t look so bad. It looks the way I wanted it to. BUT, this was taken in dim light, with a lousy phone camera.
In good proper lighting, I look almost BLONDE.
OMG. Can you imagine what Miss Caroline’s going to say about it?!
And one more thing I didn’t realize before I went rushing around to dye my hair: the weird unnatural-looking colour clashes with most T-shirts I wear. ):
Lesson learnt: I was almost going to say no more random spontaneous snap decisions regarding my appearance. But I decided I can’t guarantee that. Because those decisions have an unbelievably therapeutic effect. *grins* So,
Lesson learnt: No matter what her sentiments towards the colour are, Louise is NOT destined for yellow hair (blonde-ness).
Next time, she’ll go red! :D
Labels: day-to-day, Random-ia
