my skinnies are the latest to go under the knife. after years and years of stepping on too long ends, i finally had enough. i am going to leave them just as it it because i like it unfinished. i think they are very me, for my mind is pretty unfinished too, flaky and scrappy.

the other day while we were under the sun and sky swimming in the ocean, i chanced upon an eagle, its wings spreading out far and wide, gliding along the ocean breeze. it was honestly so fucking perfect. it was just me, czeeyong and the eagle. he swam away- czeeyong, not the eagle, and left me to watch the bird all by myself. and i stood very still on a patch of sand, a territorial fishy swimming around my ankles, watching him hunt. i also panicked for a while and hoped that the eagle did not think that we were food. but he didn't. he scoured the ocean for fish, and after a while he spotted something in the water - i could tell from the way he cocked his head so high up in the sky staring straight down somewhere unseen underneath the blue. he swooped down into the ocean but halted just before and then flew back to his nest.

couldn't describe it in words, but i felt fucking awesome then, being so privileged to watch something quite private, oblivious to everyone else swimming.

Wish I was under the sun again chasing ocean butterflies.

Really did not want to blog about it but the more I thought of it, I really should because no one should deserve crappy service. Especially if all I did was to be unfortunate enough to pick that particular place out of the hundreds in the area.

Was due for a haircut after massive sun damage and tangles post-Phuket to my wavy hair so decided to pop in for a quick trim in one of the hair salons in Kepong yesterday.

Picked Ryue Vuitton The Hair Salon in between Pappa Rich and 7-Eleven on Jalan Metro Perdana Barat 1 in Kepong.I know I know what kind of a name is Ryue Vuitton The Hair Salon?

First thing the lady did when we came in (czeeyong and i) was to say  "SIT LOH" very rudely in one of the chair. She then asked if we wanted to cut and wash our hair. So we said yep, might as well wash it right.

She combed my hair and exclaimed "WAH WHY SO MANY TANGLES?"

Ok. Still acceptable. I just came back from Phuket with shitty hair and slept with my wet hair the night b4

I said yeah, my hair is a problem. I smiled sheepishly (which is why I came to you in the first place right?)

Then she combed a little bit and she asked me "You never wash your hair wan is it?"

I was like -_- Of course I do. My hair has to be washed every day else I'd look like a grease monkey

Then she asked "OR you never comb your hair wan isit?"

FUCKER.

At this point she asked some other fucking bastard to come and stare at my tangles and she whispered something to him (probably about how she scared my hair got kutu) and the both of them peered at it like some alien (then he told her oh it's just dandruff MAHAI I HAD SUNBURN OF COURSE MY HEAD SKIN IS GONA PEEL and at this point I was so fucking angry that I said DUDE I JUST CAME BACK FROM PHUKET)

Then he went OHHHHH Means you never wash your hair for so many days already is it?

WTF?

FUCK YOU.

V angry I said OF COUURSE I WASH LA.

Then knowing that  I'm pissed already, they shut up and did their job.

And duno how the fuck she did her stupid job, she cut her finger.

And then told everyone there including the customers that she cut her hand by untangling by hair.

-_-

Unbelievable.

The whole experience was so humiliating and embarassing and I really felt like crap after and cried cause dude i just wanted a haircut did you really have to do all these things to me?

I wasn't even cocky, I wasn't even mean. I was just Oh lemme come in for a haircut. and she gave me so much crap. Seriously woman. You have a problem.

big shoes to fill

and a world of inexperience

at times i really don't belong anywhere.

i get why people travel alone

because it's when they feel most themselves in their own skin

I love this time of year, not so much as because of the festival itself, but generally everyone is home for the holidays so it makes it all the more meaningful. i was back from another manila trip a week and a half ago and have been spending time catching up with family and friends.

some of the prayer items i helped my mom put on the table for prayer last night

i also had a v long chat with my mummy a few nights ago, and i really feel like for now at least, things are starting to look up for us as a family. times have been very difficult for the past 5 or 6 years for my papa but the important thing is to realize what you have, and not what you have lost.

after chatting with my dad yesterday he told me just how much he has lost financially, which shocked me to the core. and how well off we could have been now. but then again, there are tons of others in the same boat, and it's really how you overcome it right? at least that's what i told him.

oh and seeing that i've never taken a proper picture with my curly hair since my visit to the korean hair salon, here i am.

of course, the other 59 days i have lived with this hair is me with tangles, me with flat curly hair, me with weird shaped curly hair, and that day was one of the rare days that it behaved and i looked hot. HA!

and i just needed an excuse to pose it up

happy cny kids