Heh, you might've noticed that the hair poll's closed. Thanks for all the votes! I finally went for a haircut today. We searched around SS2 for that promo my mom spotted ages ago and it was at Kimarie. From the poll, you guys voted for me to either leave my hair as it is or trim it. I couldn't leave it cause my hair was unmanageable and trimming wasn't the deal cause I'm not gonna get it cut for another year. Since my brother decided I needed a drastic change, layers it is. Trinity accompanied me throughout the entire 'ordeal'.


It was a bit disturbing seeing my long, long hair fall to the floor after facing the scissors' wrath, but that doesn't change the fact that the stylist was super ker-youtttttt! ;)


We were laughing because he guessed that I'm 20. I thought the haircut would make me look MY AGE but it just made me look older. It doesn't help that one of my brother's friends guessed that I'm 21 last night. =.= X 99999.


So this is the final result. The layers are very strongly defined and my fringe isn't too short, as I had requested. My hair is normally wavy but it was blow-dryed; that's why it's poker straight. It cost me RM18 for the cut, wash, and blow-dry, which is very well worth it!


Thanks to Trinity for her advice! :) She might be getting hers cut tomorrow. Maybe the super ker-youtttt stylist will be there tomorrow too. ;)

As promised, photos from the makeover. :) I can tell you now that it was free in conjunction with Mid Valley's Beauty Week and my mom splurging on Lancome. Hehe. Heh, obvious differences in quality of the pictures. For the sake of all the photography-holics out there, one was the Sony Cybershot U-10 that is from eons ago, hand-me-down from the older brother, and the other is the Olympus Micro 810, 8.0 megapixels, newly bought by my dad due to my sister dropping the Nikon.

Excuse this fit of narcissism. :)



I've rather perfected the deer in the headlights look.



The ear-rings are Mom's from a Singaporean store, and the top is from Salabianca. Yes, polka dots are in.



I think my brother was testing the camera in the car.



Yeah, this brother. The younger one.

Whaddya think? Asian Marilyn Monroe or what? Though I'll obviously never be as gorgeous as she was! I didn't go there, meaning to emerge looking like her; I think the polka dots started the look, lol. The makeup was awesome. It helps that the artist was super cute, hellooooo. ;) Too bad I'm too shy to sms him, haha. My hair wasn't done to my liking. I wanted something wavy and he just gave me baby curls. That really did me in for the Marilyn Monroe look.

If you had seen me in Mid Valley/KLCC on Friday, sorry if I scared you, hehe.

Bloody hell, I couldn't see in the dark and kicked the bag of durian shells as I was trying to run an errand. Now my toes are bleeding. ISH!

Sometimes, I take my grandfather to the hospital for his dialysis, and my grandmother accompanies him. As we opened the glass door, I caught a reflection of my calves (below the knee). Now I haven't had skinny calves since beginning of Grade 12 cause that's when I started playing football. That's why they're called 'football legs'.

I then commented on to my grandma that they looked fat. I tried explaining why. My explanation should have been 'ngo tek boh tai doh' (I played too much football). Guess what came out of my mouth instead?

'Ngo tek tai doh boh' (I kicked too many balls).

I don't think she caught that. I did 2 seconds later. :P

of my new header? :)

Created with Macromedia Fireworks. Picture is my own. Glow in the dark stars (yes, that's what they are) came from Trinity.

2 cents on the so-called poetry would be much appreciated too! :)

I scored a free MAC makeover + Hairstyle + Photo! Ooh yes! If I catch a good photo, I'll put it up here. :) Mom opted for Bobbi Brown. Heh, gotta love freebies! And guess who also plans to get a haircut on Monday?! With Trinity too! Yayyy! See, I told ya I would do it. :) Well, I haven't decided how it's going to be done, but my big bro reckons it's gotta be something seriously drastic. I didn't think my hair was THAT horrid, lol, but sure, whatever. I'm leaving it in his hands. Please pray for me, hehe!

I'm actually saving lots of money for my parents this time around being back home! I'm even refusing to buy clothes! To me, that's really WTF, but I've decided that I really do have a crapload of clothes back in Brissy and I'm already planning to give at least a quarter to the Salvation Army, so I'd better not buy any more that I don't need. Also, Trinity would be happier if I had more space for her stuff! :)

Oh yeah, I think everyone who has moved out of home would know that cooking for yourself requires a lot of ingredients, brains and all. Skipping the brains part, tell me, lovely Malaysians, whaddya reckon I need to be able to cook simple dishes that are reminiscent of Mom's cooking? I've got much to consider, especially the anal Australian quarantine that aspires to snatch at every bit that they can lay their fingers on. AIKS.

So hmmm.. I've got ikan bilis and chicken stock cubes as well as chicken stock granules. I think Mom said that if I fry some veges and toss the chicken stock granules in, it'll be super yummy. God knows I can't cook veges so yay for that. Also, the only other thing I have in mind is Konnyaku jelly, since I haven't seen any in Brissy. No, I don't plan to survive on jelly. :P Or expect Trinity to be a kitchen slave.

Think of anything? Let me KNOW! :)

Changed my header. As usual, old one's linked on my side panel.

My sister's been sick and I've been taking care of her for the past two days. I've gotten puke on my feet twice (not the first time anyway), and today, I learnt how to quickly open a barf bag in the car. Somehow, my mom who had my sister sitting on her lap could still happily chat on her phone until I yelled at her to call that person back. *rolls eyes* Supposedly, I was 'doing well'. ISH!

I've been worn out silly trying to feed her, cheer her up, watch over her, and make sure she doesn't puke where she's not supposed to. She's tired all the time, and she's even refusing to go shopping, which by the way, is a big deal even though she's only three. I do finally catch my breath when my brothers get home.

Like today. I was pretty tired, stretched out on the lazy chair, and my lil bro took over. My older bro offered me the use of the computer, and I had only opened Firefox when my mom ordered me to give my sis a shower. I protested that I needed one myself, but she only rolled her eyes and said that if I wanted to, I should've done so while she was taking her shower.

ARGH! I don't mind if no one gives me credit for looking after my sis. I mean, really. I enjoy doing it, even if it means puke on my feet or wiping the floor for the ten billionth time, but don't even TRY to imply that I've done jack shit by just sitting my arse in front of the computer, cause that's plain rude. =P

People are so quick to judge when they catch you in an unfavourable situation. Obviously, I'm not including a completely caught pants down type of situation, rather the type where someone just looks remotely out of place. Like it's not as if my mom didn't know I had been watching over my sis the entire day, ya know? But noooo, I get accused of slacking off anyway.

I'm crying foul. It's unfair! But anyway, I had a piece of chocolate afterwards for this injustice. Talk about pleasuring myself... Don't be a dirty bastard. :P I got lucky too; I picked the dark chocolate, woohoo! :)