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Saturday, January 13, 2007

argh. been superrrrrr moody these days. i practically blow up at the slightest things. didnt know these mood swings could get this severe, i even screamed at my mom when all she asked me was a harmless question. k, now i feel guilty, sorry to those affected. guys do have PMS too, not just girls. but i think im ok now la. it's been more than 24 hours since i last blew my top.

SATURDAY.

was awfully tired in the morning, set my alarm clock to 11am, but i dragged till 1150am, thanks to mom for shaking me or else i would have slept all the way through the afternoon. oh yes, i havent been puting on wax for the past 2 days because it had been raining like a bitch, and that makes my efforts of hair-styling go to waste when i know i would be soaking wet. (i dont carry an umbrella out if i dont carry my slingbag) and also, i cut my hair last wednesday. wont look as retarded with dry hair as last time. it was a very impromptu decision la.

this time, i didnt get my regular stylist to get my hair done. worse of all, all the professional hairdressers were busy that evening, and i finally agreed to let a Junior stylist cut my hair. at first i was reluctant, but after a while, fuck it la, i just needed the trim badly. this junior, she looks superrrr young, really. it's my first time actually seeing her, maybe she just graduated from the school of hairdressing and got posted to that outlet. hmm, i have to say again, she looks only like, 16.

and ok la, after my haircut, my hair pretty much stays the same, only thinner, and i got which part i wanted to be short.pretty ok for an amateur, but when she was cutting my hair, she was kinda shy, kept asking me whether this or that is ok. hahah, it's alright, im more or less satisfied. yoku yatta. (good job)

ok, i know i might have strived away from the original TOPIC(SATURDAY). so here's saturday. duh, every saturday, japanese class again. and im late. but class today, there were only like 3 guys, and the rest were girls. and im beginning to divert my attention to this girl who joined the class 2 weeks ago. she's 14, but i think she's quite cute. in terms of her dressing sense and overall. she seems to be almost my height, shit, im losing face.

ok, as for my saturday evening, i'll explain in another entry, somehow longwinded.

now's like a sunday morning, 330am, and im sitting in my living room, in boxers, blogging in the pitch darkness. i have yet to shower. monday, school again. sian. i'm still DEEP in a holiday mood. worse of all, my timetable is still screwed, i have no idea of what classes i'll have on monday. should i officially declare to myself a holiday again? hahah fuck no.

something i should have said in earlier entries. this year, i plan to go japan ALONE. my parents gave me the green light, but not all the financial support, so i have to learn to be independant, which is to save money. hmmm, i have a rough draft of my money saving scheme la, but i guess it will take a long time to reach the target i want. and that includes, limiting myself to eat ONE meal a day everyday on a school day. and bringing sandwiches to school everyday. sounds damn primary school style right?

argh. how i wish how i could have the ability to clone money.

now's still the start of the year, i have a lot of months more to go.. and JAPAN, here i come.


an angel bound to fly?
seems that your wings are going to be clipped again.
just when i thought i could see your beautiful wings spread out wide
you come crashing down, again.

Purple Rose;
11:08 AM