A quick post before I'm off to bed.
Rye knows my online routine well. ;) I'm not logging into Facebook this time.
Made a trip down to the salon with daughling in the earlier part of the day.
Daughling's hair looked pretty much the same since she had natural sleek straight hair.
Mine. was. totally. screwed. up.
Hair was always my beloved. My mood took down down down because I was freaking annoyed with it ESPECIALLY MY TOOD FRINGE. How on earth could that happen.
I was close to a step to staying home and giving HOF a miss.
I escaped before service ended and hid at some void deck. Maverick saw me but walked right past me because he couldn't recognise me.
Plus, while heading to northpoint, I had to keep a look-out for familiar faces. I even took another direction when spotted some. Yes, it was that bad. Paranoid.
Ironically, the day to start off well turned out otherwise. However, meeting up with daughling was sth I looked forward to; eating beancurd and orh jian together was nice :)
Finally felt some space in the tummy and had supper @ 925 with Jojoba who met up later.
Three tables of familiar faces. HIDE!
Sat down with V.Chin and the others. They were nice, consoling me much about my screwed. up. hair.
Crude quarrel between a coffeelady and customer in front of our table. Commotion brought the police's attention.
Guys, I really don't like it. I hope y'all will put a full-stop soon.