(Thursday, March 22, 2007-)
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+7:43 PM]*
# 22/3/07-
Warning. Coarse language.
Darn! No more hair. My back, my sideburns, my minute but existant fringe, all gone. It was simply a snip snip here, and a snip snip there, and all my wonderful hair was gone, leaving me feeling more fucked than i ever felt in my entire life. I mean literally. Hmmr, there was a freaking hair check this morning, and all that effort i spent camping in the toilet yesterday to avoid the hair check has gone down the drain. Thanks to my wonderful CT, i had to get my hair cut by the barber. Fuckshit, she let timothy off, and like whatthehell, im the only guy in my CG to kena that bloody cut. 7 dollars for a haircut that i didnt even request for, all the more a style that couldve caused my hair to become an eyesore. Darn, i didnt want to pay at all, but yea. The female DM was there, and like scrutinising me, so eventually kenny became the nice guy and paid for me. HAH! If i dont remember wrongly, i said three quarters of today would be nonsens-talking right. Simply put, the hair check fucked my day. There were so many people caught, that i sat at the gallery waiting for my turn, all the way from 7.45 - 11.15. Like, thats 3 hours plus. Though i didnt miss any lectures, but i just lost 3 hours of talk-time. That SUCKS. Im as pissed as can be now, but much better than how i felt on the train home. Not that i wanna fuss over my hair. I can imagine each on every one of you saying, "aiya, hair will grow, dont worry". Yes, i agree, but walking to school every single morning with this fucked up hair isnt going to do me any good. All that self-confidence i once had, poof, and its gone. haha! Luckily i went with xuan lei to his jean yip hairstylist at rivervale plaza, and he somehow managed to salvage my hair, though the back had gone beyond the path of no return. I guess i'll have to live with it. But, i should stop this swearing and cursing over just my hair. Spent 22 dollars on 2 haircuts today, though i'd rather have spent all full 22 dollars on jean yip, maybe a cut and some hair spray, rather than sitting on that slipshod schoolchair and screaming out in agony. haha, yes. I speak like my hair is my life, and i'd die without it. I promise, this'll be the last post(until the next hair check) where i talk about my hair. I'll get over it by tonight. Im sure. Cause now my hair looks loads better than this morning, and im grateful. (: Absentmindedly my hand left the keyboard to twist my sideburns, but yea, i know it doesnt exist anymore. Pardon me, i have to say this, for the last time. FUCK.
haha, im not really in the mood to post about the lectures and all, but im really happy to say that the study-mood has more or less kicked in, and tomorrow we'll have 3 hours in the CC, followed by a break, then another 3 hours in the CC yet again. School ends at 3, and yea. I shall start studying next week. haha! and just when i thought i understood all topics covered in the first intake. aye, i know im screwed. :)(:
[edit]
oh im here again. ruikang wrote a custom-made poem, cause like he thought i was having problems with my love life. Henceforth, i now declare, i love myself, and only myself. Do not misunderstand. haha, but its a really good effort. I'll post it anyway. haha! thanks (:
It semms like an eternity,
since the last time we had seen each other.
It is excruciating,
to be unable to see you everyday.
It feels as though a part of me had died.
How i wish,
you would rekindle the flames,
that had long extinguished in me.
I have never ever regretted,
the wonderful times I've spent with you,
knowing it is inevitable that we will part someday.
My feelings for you are true,
and it shall remain this way,
till the day i've departed from this world.
I've been living in self-denial,
and so have you.
I am willing to wait,
as time is not a barrier,
but a test,
of my self-proclaimed love for you.
I would find myself,
to be thinking of you subconsciously,
regardless of how hectic my life is.
Its you,
who had captured a large portion of my heart.
Your passion might have faded in you,
but i shall be the one,
to resurrect,
to rekindle that feeling,
which you have chosen to hide carefully,
in the most secretive vault in your heart.
You might be unregarded by the others,
but i would like to convey the message,
that you will always be the best in my eyes,
and nothing stand in my way,
stopping me from thinking of you.
Will you wait for me,
as i've done the same for you?
any guys out there who want this poem, please direct youreself to rk's blog, or simply copy it from mine. i bet he wouldn't mind. Its publicity anyway. (X
[/edited] at 9.17pm
Darn! No more hair. My back, my sideburns, my minute but existant fringe, all gone. It was simply a snip snip here, and a snip snip there, and all my wonderful hair was gone, leaving me feeling more fucked than i ever felt in my entire life. I mean literally. Hmmr, there was a freaking hair check this morning, and all that effort i spent camping in the toilet yesterday to avoid the hair check has gone down the drain. Thanks to my wonderful CT, i had to get my hair cut by the barber. Fuckshit, she let timothy off, and like whatthehell, im the only guy in my CG to kena that bloody cut. 7 dollars for a haircut that i didnt even request for, all the more a style that couldve caused my hair to become an eyesore. Darn, i didnt want to pay at all, but yea. The female DM was there, and like scrutinising me, so eventually kenny became the nice guy and paid for me. HAH! If i dont remember wrongly, i said three quarters of today would be nonsens-talking right. Simply put, the hair check fucked my day. There were so many people caught, that i sat at the gallery waiting for my turn, all the way from 7.45 - 11.15. Like, thats 3 hours plus. Though i didnt miss any lectures, but i just lost 3 hours of talk-time. That SUCKS. Im as pissed as can be now, but much better than how i felt on the train home. Not that i wanna fuss over my hair. I can imagine each on every one of you saying, "aiya, hair will grow, dont worry". Yes, i agree, but walking to school every single morning with this fucked up hair isnt going to do me any good. All that self-confidence i once had, poof, and its gone. haha! Luckily i went with xuan lei to his jean yip hairstylist at rivervale plaza, and he somehow managed to salvage my hair, though the back had gone beyond the path of no return. I guess i'll have to live with it. But, i should stop this swearing and cursing over just my hair. Spent 22 dollars on 2 haircuts today, though i'd rather have spent all full 22 dollars on jean yip, maybe a cut and some hair spray, rather than sitting on that slipshod schoolchair and screaming out in agony. haha, yes. I speak like my hair is my life, and i'd die without it. I promise, this'll be the last post(until the next hair check) where i talk about my hair. I'll get over it by tonight. Im sure. Cause now my hair looks loads better than this morning, and im grateful. (: Absentmindedly my hand left the keyboard to twist my sideburns, but yea, i know it doesnt exist anymore. Pardon me, i have to say this, for the last time. FUCK.
haha, im not really in the mood to post about the lectures and all, but im really happy to say that the study-mood has more or less kicked in, and tomorrow we'll have 3 hours in the CC, followed by a break, then another 3 hours in the CC yet again. School ends at 3, and yea. I shall start studying next week. haha! and just when i thought i understood all topics covered in the first intake. aye, i know im screwed. :)(:
[edit]
oh im here again. ruikang wrote a custom-made poem, cause like he thought i was having problems with my love life. Henceforth, i now declare, i love myself, and only myself. Do not misunderstand. haha, but its a really good effort. I'll post it anyway. haha! thanks (:
It semms like an eternity,
since the last time we had seen each other.
It is excruciating,
to be unable to see you everyday.
It feels as though a part of me had died.
How i wish,
you would rekindle the flames,
that had long extinguished in me.
I have never ever regretted,
the wonderful times I've spent with you,
knowing it is inevitable that we will part someday.
My feelings for you are true,
and it shall remain this way,
till the day i've departed from this world.
I've been living in self-denial,
and so have you.
I am willing to wait,
as time is not a barrier,
but a test,
of my self-proclaimed love for you.
I would find myself,
to be thinking of you subconsciously,
regardless of how hectic my life is.
Its you,
who had captured a large portion of my heart.
Your passion might have faded in you,
but i shall be the one,
to resurrect,
to rekindle that feeling,
which you have chosen to hide carefully,
in the most secretive vault in your heart.
You might be unregarded by the others,
but i would like to convey the message,
that you will always be the best in my eyes,
and nothing stand in my way,
stopping me from thinking of you.
Will you wait for me,
as i've done the same for you?
any guys out there who want this poem, please direct youreself to rk's blog, or simply copy it from mine. i bet he wouldn't mind. Its publicity anyway. (X
[/edited] at 9.17pm
the story ends like this;
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