Confessions of an Undisguised Drama Queen

Sunday, May 29, 2005

Crying Feet

I was all right for a while
I could smile for a while
But I saw you last night
You held my hand so tight
When you stopped to say hello

You wished me well
You couldn't tell that
I've been crying over you,
Crying over you and you said "so long" left me
Standing all alone, alone
and crying, crying, crying, crying
It's hard to understand

But the touch of your hand can start me crying

I thought that I was over you but it's true, so true
I love you even more than I did before
But darling, what can I do?
For you don't love me
And I'll always be crying over you, crying over you

Yes now you're gone
And from this moment on,
I'll be crying, crying, crying, crying
Yeah, crying, crying over you

This is the song my feet are singing to me now. They're crying out for an OSIM iSqueeze. Never again will I haolian and wear heels when I'm going to do so much walking. Gone are the days when I can prance around in 4 inch heels without wincing in pain.

Another sign that I'm no longer 15.

I went for a haircut yesterday. Actually it's more of a trim but taking off 1 inch is a BIG deal when you have hair that grows sooooo slowly. My hair was getting out of shape and I needed to fix it, fast.

Sadly, the hairstylist had bad news for me when I told her expectantly that I wanted a trim to remedy my hair that was getting flat on the crown and puffed up at the sides, very much like a flattened mushroom. She said there was little she could do because I had to wait for my hair to grow out first (I half doubted her because I don't really trust female hairstylists; but it's just my luck that the Jantzen @ Hougang doesn't have a male hairstylist...).

So after the trim, I had to come up with ways to make the thing on my head look more like hair and less like a mushroom top - I played around with my shelf-full of hair styling products and this is the easiest to replicate: flipped out ends -->

Nicer?

I met up with my cousin, Becca, for some shopping this afternoon and with the sale in town, I just had to get my hands on some good deals. M)phosis' having a huge sale so I went to check it out.

The first thing that came to my mind when I stepped into the boutique was that it's so freaking warm! I think they must have turned down the aircon to save costs (maybe to make up for any losses acquired during this sale). Yikes.

And the Q for the fitting rooms was never-ending. Double yikes. I got so tired of waiting I just grabbed the pieces that I really liked and went by instincts that they would fit fine. And thankfully, they did.

One of the tops I got @ 50% off!

Dinner was a sinful spread at Marina South. It was the regular steamboat buffet but they served LIVE SEAFOOD. Maybe I'm really sua koo but I thought all of such buffets serve FROZEN seafood. It was so icky seeing the live prawns in the container crawling around, I refused to cook them. It's really sadistic to boil/BBQ them alive man...

The poor prawn squirming on the hot plate as it slowly turns pink, then orange. Some prawns actually jumped off the hot plate, giving me a fright. I couldn't bear to do such a cruel thing... so... I left that to my aunt. I only did the peeling and eating. Oops...

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After dinner, Becca and I headed to shoot some pool. And being the amateurs we are, we took damn long to finish just one game. She was itching to bowl but I refused to.

"But why????" she demanded to know.

"Because... I've never bowled before."

"???!!!"

It's true. I have never, in my life, put my fingers into the holes on the bowling ball or worn the slippery bowling shoes and stepped onto the lanes of the bowling alley. I have no idea why, but I just never got to learn how to bowl so.... but I will. Some fine day.

[Time of Confession] 12:04 AM
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