I’m all of my image.
Apr 17, 2007 in Diary-writer
The last days of the training involved the participants getting dressed up like they're going to some major event, so this was what I made myself up to be. I LOVE MY STYLIST btw, and driving all the way from where I live to Bandar Sungai Long just to get Miko's Cate to style my hair every month is so-worth it.
OK, so I don't actually go once a month (I do it two months once, if I put my heart into it), but this time, I'm committing to it. Can you bloody believe this? I actually promised *gasp*, I PROMISED a super geek (someone who I would never ever even talk to in class, EVAR) that I would take him there to help him get a better hair cut.
Actually come to think of it, I think there's nothing much you can do with your hair except shave it off, but if it takes going to an expensive stylist just to make you feel like you look hot enough to stun a million girls, then so be it.
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Today I told Eric that I'm finally going to do something that I told myself I would never, ever, ever do. Maybe I was waiting for him to sound like the joker he always is, the kind of guy who would mix a little bit of hilarious sarcasm into his response so that I would laugh off my *stupid* intentions. Except, when my dear man replied with such earnest support in his voice it almost throw me off my balance.
See, I haven't ever made the conscious effort to call my father for so many years. I guess it's about time I do it lah, this bad bad bad girl in me has got to go if I ever want to really grow out of this… phase.
So I'm like this. I've got an ugly past, and I'm NOT about to share it with you. For now, look at the photo a little longer. Believe this, I'm already 27, yesterday this nice old lady said that I looked as if I was only 22, and boy did she make my day. Fifteen minutes ago a group of MMU students visiting my office asked if I had just graduated and I said, 'Eh I'm not that young anymore…' I mean, remarks like these are really unexpected compliments — which woman doesn't welcome them? It's not that I'm going to look like this forever you know (check out the eye bags, they're too visible already), so give me a little more time to be narcissistic about my image.
Oh yeah I'm thanking God for the little blessings in life. Thank You for making me a woman, and a good-looking one at that.