Monday, August 30, 2004

Seriously, i duno wat have i been up to these few days. Except the fact that i have gotten myself into some intense shits. Glad that most of it had been solved. Not totally, but at least things are workin out. It was really my fault this time. Guess I seriously needa to cultivate a habit of informin, improve the way of cancellin things the very last min, and changed the way i took the HP SMS for granted. A cherished friendship was nearly jeopardized this time. Thank God it's NEARLY.

Frankly, I never liked the idea of replyin a sms. UNLESS i was really bored. Indeed, i never liked the idea of communication through SMS. It's more to a hassle then convienent, as they had claimed, to me. Pickin up the damn phone, and pressin the the GREEN DIAL button is more ideal. Tat explains why sms to me never get a reply almost 65% of the time. The 35% is unless it's really important, or i'm REALLY free then. Otherwise, i would just cast it aside after readin it, and soon, it would be cast out of my mind too. Ok, i'll try to improve. But i cant promise. Heh.

Well, I kina missed my shoulder-length-silk-flowin-wind-blowin-straight-shapeless-forever-not-messy hair. Yes, I've got sick of my perm hair. No, sick is not the word to use now. I kina hated it now. Tyin it up will only invite more attention on my chubby-rounded face. Lettin it down makes me look more like an obasan. I'm vain. And i dun like the negeative effect the "big-curls" perm is bringin me. I dun like the extra 15mins i needa to spent in stylin my hair each time i leave for school. Hello! I dun even have enough time for my sleep, what makes u think i can jolly spare 15mins for my hair each mornin? And mind you, it's only just the hair. I emphasized again. THE DAMN HAIR ONLY. I wana my natural-straight-silky hair back. FAST.

beautiful memories on. 9:58:00 pm x ........................................