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OMG! I CANNOT BELIEVE IT! i just wasted the whole saturday morning by sitting in a saloon chair twiddling my thumbs! OMG. hais. i wanted to rebond my hair so i went today at 10 in the morning. my mom woke me up at 9++, more probably in the early part of 9 am. i had to rush and trudged down to the saloon for a 3 hour plus treatment on an empty stomach. i spent an hour or so smelling the disgusting gloop that was on my hair, apparently soaking up the chemicals that hopefully will not fry my brains when it diffuse into my head. after that, the guy helped me wash the stuff of my head and it actually felt nice. i like to have people to help me wash my hair. HAHA. cause i dont need to move. he then blow my hair dry with a super powerful hair dryer. it goes WOOOOOOOOOOSHHHHHHHHHH instead of the " woooooo~~~~" of my house hairdryer. super cool i tell you. i think my hair takes too long to dry with only one dude attempting, so another person came to my other side and grabbed another oh-so-powerful hairdryer and on it. it was like in a torpedo. well, i had not been caught in one before, but it SEEMS equally bad. my hair was flying in all directions and i cannot hear anything but WOOOOOOOOSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. :cough!:
:ahem!: after that, it was straightening time. seriously, every single bloody time the iron comes near me, i have to practically FORCE myself to stay put and not cringe away. the whole time he was straightening my hair, i was having an anxiety attack. what if the stupid iron poke me in the head with the hot side? what if he slipped and clipped my ear by mistake? i swear, the entire time i didnt move and was sitting so straight and rigid that my butt cramped. really! it cramped and was super painful. it was like some torture invented by some beautician who wants to punish all those vain people, aka me. hais. after the super tormenting process, he slapped some white goo onto my hair and i sat there for another hour or maybe less, i dont know. i wanted to get home~
FINALLY, it was washed off by a lady this time and dried. I AM FREEEEEEEEE. i worked off my butt cramp by walking round the market and buying donuts. i met my brother downstairs and came home and tada! im in front of the computer, wasting more of my already pathetic life.
maybe i should talk about yesterday barbeque and there is only 2 words about it, BOR-RING! oh wait, that is one word, but that's not the point. the whole freaking party consists of my PRIMARY SCHOOL BAND, take note, PRIMARY SCHOOL, who shriek and fight like kindergarden kids. seriously, i dont remember being so childish and noisy when i was young, but that might just be my selective ammesia acting up. so in one whole summary, the party sucks and the only good thing was meeting my primary school friends that were in my brothers' batch, so there is nothing else to say. HAHA.craig might be coming later so i doubt ill be updating. well, TATA!
posted by -abiichi'- at 2:00 PM
