MINGYI'S POST BEFORE SHE FLEW TO SHANGHAI-

...Packing my luggage was very fun cos my luggage is pink, my small bag is pink and my medium bag is pink! All my clothes are either pink or red, except for blue jeans. Pink sweaters, pink jackets, pink scarf, pink gloves, pink toiletries bag, pink earmuffs, pink hair dryer, pink towels!


-FAINTS-
i think i almost died laughing reading the whole list XD
talk about horror of horrors. hahahaha. (i don't like HOT pink)

BUT I AM NOT SURPRISED. her pencil box/bag/pens/waterbottle/whatever else that can be pink (in school) IS PINK. cute la, that auntie XD
and i think i never fail to comment on her pink fetish when i walk past her table :D

maybe i shall go to school for a week with everything in BLUES, VIOLETS, PURPLES too/ ponders*

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goodness im flying off on tuesday and i haven't started packing. mindy's mom made her pack 3 WEEKS before her China trip... but ohwell jolyn packed like the DAY BEFORE. (talk about vast differences.)

gee. talking about them, i miss them a lot. :(
CHINA STOLE THEM AWAY.

its hard missing someone! (and in this case TWO at once -_-) but at least i know this has an ending.
if there's no ending... i mean its better to stop missing, and start treasuring, relishing and giving thanks for moments you do have with that person, however little.

thus, missing someone is a "luxury" -subjected to your own control, in this case okay. before everyone starts giving their take on such a controversial statement.

but "luxury" because sometimes i think the ideal of staying in melochany is somewhat tied to nobility.
is it?
-a nice topic to reflect on next time. for now, its just a tad bit too depressing.

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ive been tagging on the blogs of random people i do not know/ and OHMAN i stumbled upon this blog that had a guy penning all his regrets and pain over a heartbreak in a "final" entry as an ending to the matter.

and as a measure, the entry was long..
it was so painful to read man ><
and the saddest part was that it wasnt concentrated on SELF as many heartbroken entries are.

and its quite sad thinking that people are going through heart breaks all over the world. if only love was simple, huh?



okay.!! CHANGE SUBJECT. dwell not on sad situations. i do dwell on a lot of them huh.
(and move to the next one) :D

my hair's falling off.
literally. hair dresser says its a problem with my scalp being too oily or something. and if i don't get it fixed....(haha)

that red spot sipei pointed out to me a few months back? the lady says its scalp infection.

-declines to splatter emotions here-

but anyway, an incident keeps flashing up. a few months back when i was worried about my then stupid new hair and everything, ended up asking God how my hair was (XD) and the reply still wins hands down as the most comforting line on hair-related issues, ever.


i was walking on the pavement, really worried and scared, even. so i asked, out loud
"God, how's my hair...?"

and the reply,
"i love you, hair or no hair."

haha, and its just a simple, beautiful line and i still remember how it hit me hard inside.


SO. who cares if all my hair falls out? XD
(i'll still be thankful my head's intact)