Wednesday, June 21, 2006
I want Joe.
I miss Joe.
He's the one and only hairstylist that I can trust. I can saunter into cut and curl and plop into the seat and not say anything, and Joe'll know what to do. I don't have to worry when he does my hair. And he always chats with me.
Damn it, Joe, why did you hafta go?! Blue sucks okay. Other than looking cool, Blue has no other talent. Today was the first time I felt so uneasy as I let him cut my hair. Blue totally ruined my almost perfect day.
Now I look like some biker chic gone wrong. Haha. Actually, I look like some primary one kid. But I know you'll all love me even if I'm bald, hor?
On a happier note, CIP at MP Library was interesting. Here's something utterly cute. It managed to wake me up a little.
Sister : Kor kor, must borrow books on moon ok? Daddy say must read!
Brother #1: Help me pluck out the apple! Help me pluck out the apple! (Opens mouth)
Brother #2: Where?! (uses fingers to pry open bro#1's mouth and stares into it)Brother #1: PLUCK OUT THE APPLE! Brother #2: Where?! (uses fingers to "pluck" out an imaginary bit of apple) ok, no more.Sister: Must borrow books on moon ok? I found it so amusing I had to stop my shelving and watch.
MY HAIR IS DISGUSTING. I look ugly enough alr la, and now with this china doll look... I look horrendously...
revolting. =(
i grabbed your attention;
