Chinatown oh town.
Today was a different day.
I did up my hair, something I've not done for the past few years.
I used this neat device I got online to create a 'bump' on my head.
Somehow, I was pretty satisfied with the entire thing except for the fact that my roots are showing and that I ought to color my hair like I really want to.
Geesh, to color or not, I wonder.
It's just such a worry.
Anyway, today was spent in waste (somehow) as I headed to Chinatown to give mum a helping hand.
Well, I got pretty upset after learning of some stuff.
Nonetheless, I went.
And now, it's just clearer than ever to me; I HATE CROWDS.
Especially those like Chinatown during the lunar new year season.
People crammed like sardines in a can,
air stale like dead salted fish,
lights bright as though as you'd be blind without it.
And not forgetting the terribly awful NOISE.
The playing of NEW YEAR TUNES.
It just is plain noise to me.
And very irritating for a matter of fact.
It's just plain dumb that people can actually take fancy to such tarty, cheesy, meaningless old tunes.
And those are that of which have been "edited" by a which mutherfuckingbunchofchinameenas to resemble those of squeeky mice or dumb parrots.
Irritating noises they all are.
Anyway, that aside, it's been a crappy day.
Waffle making was somehow fun but still, it was not as per desired.
That itself sucks.
And I got home only around 2.30am in the morning.
Sighs, the life of the lunar new year hawker.
wtf.
My hair ought to be dry.
I'm frigging tired and full from the super uber dinner/supper.
And I need my sleep.
I can't wait for Monday to arrive.
It's almost just like when I was looking forward to that very day.
(XOXO, October 6th.)
Monday!
Monday!
Monday!
Monday!
Monday!
Monday!
Monday!
my baby day!
