Monday, July 26, 2010
Am I that unpredictable?
I decided to cut off a little bit of my hair. I am convinced it is not repairable and I have given up trying to rejuvenate the ends. After changing many shampoos/conditioners/leave-in conditioners, I surrender. Even doing hair treatments once a month was to no avail. I was actually saying that I won't highlight my hair anymore (cause I suspect that the few highlighting sessions were the evil culprits). AHH. But I think I don't like it all black =( Have to finish up my mum's unwanted hair treatment package and colour package anyway. She decided she doesn't like that salon anymore after her favourite hair stylist left. I don't like them either, they're very pushy about everything, something like coercing you to get stuff or do stuff. I cut at Hair Mechanics, they have massage chairs! You know how they normally shampoo your hair in the chair then go to the basin thing to rinse? At HM, they shampoo straight at the basin chair and IT'S A BLOODY MASSAGE CHAIR. Haha.
That day, I ate a Kit Kat Chunky until there was one mouth left. Like seriously one mouth left, no more than 3cm. Then I decided to stop eating and I put it into the fridge. The next day, I remembered my very-much-eaten Kit Kat Chunky and decided to eat it up. BUT I COULDN'T FIND IT! After a lot of asking for the whereabouts of my Kit Kat, my brother owned up to eating it. OMG. 1 MOUTH OF KIT KAT ALSO WANT TO EAT, COMPLETE WITH SALIVA AND EVERYTHING. I thought my Kit Kat was safe, since it only had 1 mouth left. Then my mummy says, "Obviously nothing is safe, you should have ate it all when you had the chance to!" *faints*
She won't ever get enough
Once she gets a little touch
If I had it my way
You know that I'd make her say
Ooooooh...
Ooooooh...
xx Loved At 10:31 pm
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