in the Loop

Got a big fat pimple above my upper lip and it's killing me! Oh the pain..... What did I ever do to deserve this, sigh...

Cleared the whole weekend of plans. It's time for me to really sit down and start doing some real, considering I've got two assignments due next week in addition to two exams. Unfortunately, I'm currently struck by a bout of laziness. I guess waking up at noon doesn't really help my cause, sigh.

Anyway, I have to eat all my meals alone this entire weekend. Housemate will be out all the time so I have to buy food on my own. Having to go out to buy stuff to eat is really really troublesome, sucks. Someone, invent a food pill pls!

Just realised I haven't written anything in a long long time.

Nothing much to say really. Been real busy but I'm glad that I've been mostly very happy.

I'm definitely content. Which means, no dark angst ridden post for a long time hopefully.

Can't wait for the (Chinese) New Year!

It was a big day. New Year's Eve party. On my way to my friend's party.

It was of utmost important that every single strand of my hair was architecturally messed up.

Looked for the universal sign plastered through malls throughout the country, I sneaked into the washroom.

It was completely empty. Smiling to myself, I got to work. First I unzipped my backpack and hung it on the wall. My supplies neatly tucked into their respective compartments, waiting to fulfill their duties.

First, taking off my accessories (watch & ring) and place them into one of the pockets. Next I dug out my wax, took a little and my hands began working its magic. Not too messy, just adequately tousled. Slowing working towards that equilibrium of structure and texture.

A guy walks in and parks himself two counters down from me. He's equally engrossed with his coiffure. Suddenly, I feel him watching me. Before he speaks, I know what he wants. Glancing over, I grinned at him and extended my case of wax over the counter. Thanking me profusely, he took some and went back to working on his hair.

We both finish about the same time. As he exits, he gives me a flash of his pearly whites. I return the same and wait till he's out the door.

Time to finish up, I thought to myself. Reaching into the corner of my bag, I pull out my hairspray. "Set and Keep", it says on the label. Adapting the stance, left hand on my forehead protecting my eyes, my right index finger pushed down on the nozzle and vapour sprayed out generously all over my laboriously created work of art.

Taking a step back, I look at the boy staring back at me. I grin, and he grins back. We both look good. Satisfied, I pack up and leave.

Mission Accomplish.