Take Time To Smell The Shampoo

It was such a beautiful day, despite being awaken by the irritating “Prison Break” soundtrack song coming from the cellphone. I paused for a moment, wondering why of all the song to choose, THAT particular song was chosen for the alarm tone.

Took a shower, dressed accordingly with very light makeup on - then off I go for survival purpose. Since it was such an early and lovely day, I stopped by the salon to get myself a brand new haircut. Yes, today would be the day I part with my long, silky hair. Today is the perfect day to be light headed.

Gave the instruction to the hairstylist: No short fringe. No boyish cut. Just something clean and easy to maintain. The shampoo girl seemed timid - until she opened her mouth that is. In a span of 20 minutes or so, it felt like I have known this girl my entire life. I knew her fiance, I knew about her experience with a robber, I knew where she came from.. heck, I even know what she likes to do on a daily basis!

“Cute feet!” said the shampoo girl next seat as I browse through the patio furniture magazine.

I gave her a wide smile, looked at my feet and giggled. As much as I couldn’t see the cuteness in there, it gave me some sort of warmth in my chest. Yeah, I probably needed some compliment after seeing my ugly self on the mirror this morning.

When my hair’s finally done, I got all excited. I wanted to take a photo to mark this day. To commemorate the change - until I noticed something. I don’t have the card reader with me.

Worse.. I left the camera at home.

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5 Simple Things (Yet, Another Tag)

Ahh, what good way to start a post in a blog when you can’t think of any topics. TAG!

This one’s from Saifulrizan. (Hehehe, nasib baik it’s a simple one. Else I wouldn’t bother. :-P)

***RULES***

“The rules of the game get posted at the beginning.
Each player answers the questions about themselves.
At the end of the post, the player then tags 5 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know they’ve been tagged.
Let the person who tagged you know when you’ve posted your answer.”

***End***

1) What were you doing 5 years ago?

Err… running a business.

2) What are 5 things on your to-do list for today?

i. Trim/Shorten my hair

ii. Reply emails

iii. Blog hop

iv. Catch up with my fav series online

v. Re-arrange the bedroom

3) What are 5 snacks you enjoy?

i. Cupcake

ii. Salted nuts

iii. Banana fritters

iv. Jelly

v. ..I can’t think of anything else, so I’d just say currypuff

4) What are five things you would do if you were a billionaire?

i. Build a grotto for my mom

ii. Take my family on a vacation

iii. Build a larger family home

iv. Buy all the things I have always wanted for myself

v. Buy the best diet pills to slim down. LOL

5) What are five jobs you’ve had?

I’m not telling!

Lastly… I’m gonna Tag… YOU!!!
(Hehe, just kidding. But if you feel like doing this Tag, by any means, please do.)

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Thousand Apologies

I just got my Internet - for the time being.

To EVERYONE who has been emailing me for web design service (this include those already in the QUEUE), could you kindly please EMAIL ME once again with your request? I seem to get lost in space the past 3 months. Now that I’ve kinda land on the Earth once again, I can finally start working on the web design.

Thank you!

PS: I wonder if I need some Phentermine right now…

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Everywhere But Here

The sea could be the happiest place to be when you’re in need of a little getaway.
But at times, the sea could be the saddest place to be..

Sea Fever

I MUST go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
And a gray mist on the sea’s face, and a gray dawn breaking.

I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.

I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way, where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.

~ John Masefield

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Word of the day: ram (Random Access Memory)

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