Almost bald

Every time I go to that place, I learn to adapt to changes, something which I dislike doing. I sat there and the same conversation took place, she obviously was sick of it, plus the bad mood she was in because of the previous indecisive customer. Without me saying a word, she held up her pair of shiny cutting tool and seconds later, I felt tensions on hundred strands connected to my head. I was closing my eyes afraid to look up and I heard my mum said, "It's pretty short already. Don't go home and c-r-y uh."

Hah. This feeling, it will fade off slowly and my hair will come back to me, no, from me gradually. But for the moment, Im'ma enjoy my almost-bald-head. I'm not bald, just that, I don't feel anything waving significantly when the wind blows anymore. Lol. And my brother clearly said he hates it. 

WALAU BAGAIMANAPUN, haha, life goes on right. Speaking of that, it's funny how people always advise someone to leave the past in the past and move on when that person already did that. Just because your dreams and hopes in the future involve something from the past, that doesn't mean you're weak or anything, does it. Living in denial, some judge. Well, we can always see about that at the end of the road.

Alright, I've gotta pack and scan through my homework. I think I should stop bringing back homework and books over the weekend cause I really don't touch them. Today, I peeled two big packets of prawns and seasoned the lamb. Kinda a lil' bit proud of myself :P. Beautiful week ahead, I hope. Chao.

Shine Forever

Hello. 

Yesterday night was like one of those nights I used to have very often last time. I woke up every an hour, catching my breath like I've just finished a seven kilometres run. Six something, mum woke us up for jogging then we had nasi kerabu and shopped for groceries. Twas the hilarious moment during breakfast again with jokes and nice people.

This afternoon, drove to Eng Ann to buy ingredients to bake. It's been so long since I last baked. So yea, tried new stuffs, did new things, and I made it. I've never actually succeeded making a considerably acceptable frosting on muffins before. Somehow, this time it worked and I didn't systematically measured the stuffs. Just went with it with only gut feelings as my guide.

It's true that when you do something sincerely from your heart, it will turn out good. But not always.

The undecorated kids.

The decorated yummy-looking kids.

The Happy-go-lucky.

The Horizontally Confused.

The No. 2 Grumpy.

The Organised PDA.

The Average Party-goer.

The Michael Jackson Wannabe. :P

The 'Si Gila'.

(inspiration of lil' one's smelly bolster)

The Happy Eight.

And...I don't know how and why I got the weird idea to do the following snaps.

Maybe it is what I wish for today.

For a moment like this. 

Internet connection at home stinks. I did this post yesterday and posting it today. Oh well, good day :).

Under the blankets

So addicted to watching videos lately. Younger bro lah. Currently, Funemployed. Haha.

Okay, feeling extremely guilty using the pc so much. Yesterday, I used for like 8 hours plus. Heck do I know what was I doing. These few days, I feel very much troubled. I couldn't sleep, I don't feel like eating or studying.

I do know what's bothering me but, I can't think straight la okay. I suck when it comes to this kind of matter. The feeling is like, your heart is trapped in a cage fighting to get out and at the same time, pulling itself back behind the bars over and over again.

Tomorrow, choir practice for English. After much deliberation and talk overs, we've finally decided to sing 'Just the Way You Are'. We have got very limited time. The visit by the home is next Tuesday and we're coming up with a choir performance. We'll rock the day for sure.

A Drop in the Ocean - Ron Pope