No Longer a Virgin

My first proper facial treatment was enjoyable. I was half an hour late for my appointment due to traffic jam. I’m not going on a weekday anymore as traffic along LDP can get quite unpredictable. The beautician did so many things to my face that I couldn’t really remember all the steps. Feeling a little like going for a surgery because you need to lie down and you’ve got lights shining direct towards your face. I cannot see what she’s doing to my face because my eyes is blocked with something (I don’t even know what’s that so that the lights doesn’t hurt my eyes.)

But it is nice. It did hurt when she tried to remove the whiteheads and blackheads from my face and especially my nose. The beautician was quite shocked when I told her I’ve not had facial in years. Was told my face is very dirty and that it’s quite hard to take care of my skin. Mine’s combination skin which means some parts are dry, some parts are oily. I have blemishes and acne too, which means my skin’s sensitive too. I cannot apply greasy moisturiser, yet when I cleanse my face, it gets tight and dry. Something I’ve noticed but don’t really know what to do with it. The beautician suggested me to use a hydrating mask to hydrate the skin. All this while, I’ve been using clariying mask to clear off dirt and oil, which can result in a drier skin perhaps.

For those who have normal skin, I envy you!

About the haircut…it turned out shorter than expected. Next time when you visit the salon, just show them one inch longer of the hair length you desire and you’ll get what you want. Like if you want it slightly above the shoulder length, show them you want it cut until the shoulder length. I expected mine to be slightly above the shoulder length, but it’s not slightly below the ear. Still looks okay though but has brought shock to a few people.

The boyfriend says I look like 29 years old. I hate him. A friend said I looked like my mum. I don’t know what to say. A colleague said I looked very cute. Another colleague said I looked younger. So, people, I’m a little confused.

I wasn’t quite used to it at first but I think I can live with this hairstyle for a few more months or beyond. I know when it grows a little longer, it will be perfect. Washing my hair now is like not washing anything. Yeah, because my previous hair length is long and it takes lots of water and time to wash it off, dry it off and etc. Now, it’s a stress-free routine.

I coloured my hair too though it’s not really noticeable if I don’t tell you I’ve coloured it. It’s a dark brown tone and I like it that way. Not noticeable and yet coloured. Why? Because if it’s too light, Pappy might discover it and he may not like it. Pappy allows me to smoke and drink ( I don’t smoke…and I only drink a teeny bit)…but I’m not allowed to dye my hair. But as always, I sometimes go against him. ๐Ÿ˜€

The hairdresser asked me if I’ve coloured my hair before. I said no.

“Oh, first time?”

“Yes.”

“OHHHH ……. VIRGIN~~~~~!”

That was his response. It was funny.

Now that I’ve got my hair coloured, I’m no longer a virgin. ๐Ÿ™‚

Oats for Breakfast

That sad looking packet of organic oats on the kitchen table is going to be really happy tomorrow. Because I’m finally going to eat it, have it as breakfast. I have not really been eating proper breakfast. Sometimes when I’m at the bakery, I’ll just grab some bread and have it as breakfast. But I don’t always visit the bread shop and so when I don’t, usually I will not eat anything but just myself a cup of milo kosong.

Tomorrow, it’s going to be oats. Maybe the day after. Everyday perhaps. ๐Ÿ™‚

Going to make the oat drink in the office because there’s Milo over there. This is what my mum used to make for me when I was still schooling. Oats with milo. Oats isn’t really my favourite food. It’s boring food I must say. But boring food are healthy.

It’s funny how you hate eating vegetables when you are a kid. My parents have tried every possible way to make me and my sister eat vegetables but we just don’t like it. The turning point between hating and loving vegetables was when a Japanese friend of Pappy told me over steamboat, while cupping out the boiled tofu with the ladle, that eating tofu is good for the skin, makes it smooth and makes me look beautiful. I was immediately enlightened.

From then on, he always tells me to eat vegetables. Vegetables is good for you. Eating vegetables make you look beautiful. He goes on and on and repeats it everytime my parents bring us out for dinner with him.

I was slowly brainwashed.

I used to hate brinjal, bitter gourd and beansprout. Now, I love brinjal and I love bittergourd. I still don’t love beansprout but I eat it. I don’t like bananas but I eat it. I don’t know why. I just am not into bananas.

Today’s a tiring day at work. Been reaching early and leaving later. Will be repeating this till Thursday. Friday, I’m going to have my face washed by someone else. Excited! Saturday, I’m going to get my hair cut. I mean cut. As in SHORT. Yeah, I don’t know how I’m going to look like after this. I have not had my hair cut so short for like 10 over years. It’s going to take a while for the effect to sink in. I don’t know if I’d scream in horror upon looking at my short hair….but this is what I’m going to do.

I’ve already grown my hair till it reaches the breasts so my wish has been fulfiled. I’m contented so now the hair has to go. It has to be cut short. My hair’s dropping a lot now and have long hair isn’t going to help. I’m both excited and worried actually but I’ll hope for the best. I hope I’ll like my new hairstyle this Saturday.

I’m not going to tell him about me cutting my hair short. He has been away for 2 months so when he sees me when he comes back, I should be in short hair already and I want to see if he still recognises me. Yea, I know..I’m talking nonsense again.

Lucky Draw

“What are you doing?”

“Talking to you.”

“Of course you are talking to me lah.”

“Last night I went for my company’s annual dinner.”

“So did you win anything?”

“Yes, I did.”

“So you’re just calling me to tell me you won a prize?”

“Hahahaa. Ya!”

“I told you already what. No one will wear those costumes. So what did you won?”

“Aiya. No lah…almost everyone wore costumes around the world ok? I didn’t win best dressed, I won one of the lucky draw prizes.”

“What did you get?”

“A complimentary 3D2N hotel stay in Bali for 2 persons.”

“So what are you trying to say or ask me?”

“Can you come with me?”