Oh my mother freaking God. I'm gonna be on the six hour flight back home tomorrow! Yippy! I'm going home to the tropics after being in a dry, breezy, cold climate for two bloody weeks. Ok, I have nothing against the cold, in fact, I LIKE the cold, but the seriously dry weather does loads of bad things to me. Firstly, it gave me a sore throat. Secondly, my arms and legs look scaly... Like fish scales. Terrible. Thirdly, my HAIR! Oh my goodness, my hair is so frizzy, so dry... ARGH. So awful. Okay, can't always dwell on the negative stuff. The only positive thing is that my skin is improving, at snail's pace but still... Thats as the weather's pretty dry, so if I avoid using moisturizer on my face (I know how scary that sounds), the oil is sufficient to give me acceptable skin. Yippy! Although I only realised this about a week into my trip. Yes, yes, I know how stupid that is. Ahh. Good skin. Something pretty difficult to achieve under normal circumstances. Haha.
I miss Daddy, Mummy, Kaen, Duck, Tianruo, Xiao Qiu, Xiao Clare, Huifang... ok, I admit that I miss my pesky little brother even. Argh. I miss lessons, I miss dancing... but I don't miss some people in Chinese Dance. Yup. Sorry, but this is my blog, so I'm not going to censure my dissent of certain members of my estteemed CCA. Displeased? Go read someone else's blog if you want pretty words laced with honey. Who do you think you are? I'm so not going to change because of you. well, unless you happen to be HYDE... KYAH!!!
Kaen... I miss you... Didn't find your pink Victorian brolly. Duh. No yellow wigs. yup. So how's your preparations as Ginta coming along? Well, I'll be back in Singapore tomorrow, so I suppose we can go shopping for Ginta stuff and, touch wood, Alice's stuff either in Monday afternoon or Tuesday. Yup. Thats because I have dance on Monday morning, Wednesday morning and Saturday morning. Yup. Chinese Dance CCa days are increasing because of next year's Aristal. Argh. My HAIR!!! Not long enough for Alice, duh, but its WAY too long for Tyki. How? I can't possibly cut my hair, or my coach will kill me after frying me in hot oil. I doubt I can clip it all up, and there is no way I can get a wig... So I'm sorta out of options. Yax. Help me? Please? Or I can go as your personal assistant... You know, take photos, take your bag, do your hair and make-up... Yup that also a feasible option. Consider?
Can't find a single L'Arc-en~Ciel CD. Its that bad. Urgh. Seems like I'll have to go to CD-RAMA to get HYDE"s Faith CD or, gulps, buy HMV stuff. I so do not think that its worthwhile to pay 70 bucks to buy a couple of songs, while I'm not inclined to ripping works of art. Hmm. So what shall I do to satisfy my craving...
"I'm going home... I'm going back to where it all began... I'm going back to the place where I can be who I am..."
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