Sunday, January 14, 2007
shakira's voice gives me goosebumps. in the positive sense.
it's freezing in singapore! okay, its not. but it's so much colder than it should be, which should be all sunny and thirty degrees celsius-ish. i think the temperature should be bordering on 23 degrees celsius now. i feel like i should be wearing socks at home. my toes! brrr.
Braved through a fiery thunderstorm last Thursday to get to Mediacorp, to support rebecca in The Dance Floor. They (R.E.) were the most entertaining pair, I must say. But I couldnt see much, though i was in the mosh pit (after much persuading by the producer who we managed to get all fired up) with a whole lot of dancers from NUS Blast, but was constantly blocked though. Maybe ill get to be on TV! that'd be fun! ugly maybe, since i was screaming along, but interesting.
Yesterday, I think something gave and suddenly I was just too overwhelmed by the whole 'average girl' vibe i was emitting, and I just couldnt stand myself anymore. So i took out those Revlon dye bottles (at last) and got Mom to dye my hair. Now, the post-,pre-dye hair colours are roughly the same, just a tinge of reddish-brown if i squint hard enough and the sunlight falls right on my hair. Nothing shocking really.
However, for any would-be dye-ers, don't listen to all that bull about hair damaged by dyes. Because my hair is seriously in a much better condition now than before dye-ing. Or maybe it's just the Revlon Conditioner, which totally made my hair like silk. But the colours could be different from the display, and the Colour Test isn't much help, but if you've got $10 and an hour to spare, why not.
I'm suddenly in love with cutesy handphone accessories and cranking those bubbleball machines.
can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 4:42 PM.
