Lessons in Forever

Had an extremely busy past two days.
This is the busiest (and non-working kinda busy mind you) weekend that I've ever had in God knows how long.
I know not many people will care about what I did but I'm going to list it out anyway since it is MY blog.
Actually my weekend started on Friday since I didnt have school on that day.
and yes the holz bgan for me on Thursday which is an absolutely fabulous streak of luck, given the kind of deadline stresses I had to deal with during the week.
Ok..

Friday
Morning - Couldn't make it to Jack's movie marathon thing since I looked like a walking freak show because of that stupid eye-pimple thing. Went through the whole motion of applying medication then putting an ice pack on which got the swelling down a considerable bit.
Afternoon - Felt my self esteem rise up a couple of notches as the swelling went down a couple of notches. Decided that society needed me more than I needed my face I went and met momsie for luncheon then went back with her to the office for a bit before heading off to Robinson's at Centerpoint whilst waiting for dadsie to finish work. There was a sale going on at Robinson's so I accompanied momsie around till she got everything she wanted then headed off to TImes. I wanted to get that "Stop stealing sheep.." book but they were out.. as was Kino and MPH... Anyway, I bought the book I've been eyeing for the last month.. "The Devil wears Prada" VERY good book. I can SOoo relate.

Saturday.
Morning - woke up late. just in time to have mee tai mak ala bedok market courtesy of momsie.
Afternoon - the dad had a massage appointment in town so we went down to Taka to carry out the wait. Droppped by Kino and picked up my long awaited Sandman #6. The art's not to my tastes but the stories in this one is fantastic! Had a fabulous lunch at Coffee Club. Had the garlic prawns pasta and a Tiramisu Latte afterwards.. And a word of caution for the caffeine-freaks and gastronomically weak.. those two are great individually but they DO NOT go together! Unless of course you are wanting a couple of servings of bad tummy aches for the rest of the day..

Sunday
Morning - SPA APPOINTMENT @ 11!!! Went for a full-body, one hour aromatherapy massage. Felt terribly pampered and slothful after that.
Afternoon - joined the 'rents and one grandma for a delightful dim sum lunch. Left filling so full of har kow, char siew pao and other dim sum whatnots. Went for a hair cut thereafter. I have finally resigned myself to the fact that my hairdresser does my hair not to my specifications but from a strange alternate source of "inspiration". I tell her I want highlights and prominent streaks in ash. and She proceeds to show me colour chart and I pick out my colours and she tells me that she'll do a "duotone" for me. I submit myself to her professional expertise. At the end, I look at my hair and I go.. "Where's my ashen streaks?" and she tells me that it would not have been healthy for my hair if she had bleached it to the exact colour I wanted. Hmmm.. Then for the second time in 3 months I TRY telling her to leave my sides alone and that I want prominent 'jut-outs' from the rest of the hair length by the side of my face and she goes and trims everything to an even length. Even the little 'devil-horns' I was attempting to grow were trimmed to within an inch of their 1 month lifespan and I was left with wisps! I swear I will have to draw out a blueprint and instruction manual for what I want when I next go for a haircut. At least she didn't cut my tail off..

And here I am at the end of the week, just grateful that I finally got a chance to relax and do what I want and not worry about stupid deadlines for once in the last two weeks. And I just noticed that I haven't once used an obscenity in this entry.. HMMmmm.. shows one thing I guess.. or rather two things.. either or.. Either the rest did me good and I am not stressed enough to feel the need to resort to foul words OR I CAN write a whole journal entry without the use of offensive language. Not that it makes a bloody difference to me...