Saturday, December 17, 2005

ME

Too much stress always makes me go and do something to my hair. Which is what I did today. The wait to get the haircut and highlights done was a killer though. My butt is still aching from the 3 hour ordeal.

Anyways, here is how my hair looks like.

I just did some highlights and the hairdresser 'ironed' my hair flat. Now it looks a bit more curly than this picture though. But i think the hair stylist chose a nice color and style that suits me. Oh yes, I did the protein treatment too, and it really does make a vast improvement on the texture and it controls the frizziness of my hair. Ciao now...

Sunday, December 11, 2005

ill will

My lack of posts this week is attributed to a bad case of the flu (and fever). The whole week was spent in a daze from all the woozy medications the doctor put me on. He threatened that I would end up with pneumonia if I dont complete my antibiotics and medicines as my chest was severly congested!
Well, I am almost fine now except for a mild remnant of the cold (i.e. cough and runny nose and diarrhoea from something I ate yesterday)

Now for something that is long overdue. I sincerely appreciate Mama Bok's wishes and thoughts and all the comments I had for my previous post from my friends, Mama Bok's friends and passers-by. Mama Bok, you are a great person I have come to know through blogging and I cherish your kind thoughts. Thank you *Big HUG* I am much better now.

Friday, December 02, 2005

Existence

I have reached a point in my life where I look behind and find myself standing alone. My blog has turned into a pseudo-diary for me to confide my feelings of despair, because there is no one else for me to talk to at this point of time.

I am a total wreck inside. My emotions have been building up for some time now and its just a matter of time before all of it explodes.

The reason I realized I was so fragile is because I was nearly hit by a truck yesterday while I was crossing the road at Holland Road. If the passerby had not seen me and pulled me away to stop me from crossing, I would have had to be scraped off the road last night.

Desperately need an avenue to vent my frustrations and sorrows. The previous times I felt like this, I got into useless relationships and dug myself further into a pit. I am sad that my life is this way. I must be a terrible and useless person to end up standing like a vagabond in the middle of the streets without anyone to lean onto.

For now, I just exist.