i destroyed my hair today. again. for the millionth time. it's too thin and short. and i coloured it the wrong colour. my mum didn't seem to realize the newly coloured hair that's supposed to be red under the light. i was sitting under the light when she came into the room and started scolding me for cutting it too thin. again. i mean both the hair cutting and the scolding. she scolds me everytime i cut my hair. whatever.
got scolded a little by bryan today. i mean ambassadors. it was partially my fault, you can't blame ivan totally. i still have to bring 3 pairs of shoes to school tmr. i can't wait till term ends.
the strain is putting a toil on the mass comm students. UGH. everyone's gg be at loggerheads with each other again. except that this time, it won't be as 'public' as last time. i think. i wonder if anyone from my class reads my blog. i hope nobody reads my blog. i'd rather keep it private. but then again, i have a private handwritten diary. so i don't know what i'm blogging for. all the hate will just be kept inside this time. and it will just disrupt the 'harmony' of the class. as if there was any in the first place.
i still miss sc a whole lot. wish i was back there. and never did i stop thinking if it was the right decision to come to mass comm. ever since the first few weeks of sch flew past, i kept asking myself if it would've been better to go jc. UGH WHATEVER.
i want my diploma. then i want out.
edit a few minutes later.
I NEED TO RANT. after tolerating for so long, i've managed to control my anger, but today for the first time in quite long, i feel the anger boiling again. and i do mean 'boiling'. i feel damn hot now. ARGH. i hate it when i get pissed then i feel damn hot and start sweating a little. ok anyway it's thanks to my mum. she just had to come into the room and comment on my hair AGAIN. saying i look toot. FYI, SHE LOOKS EVEN MORE TOOT. cos when the lady first revealed my new hair, the first thing i thought was OMFG I LOOK LIKE MY MUM. then she say i look like those china doll type. WHATEVER OK. she hates my hairdresser and she loves hers. she keeps trying to get me to go to her hairdresser, who is located in BUKIT MERAH when i stay in BISHAN. just cos last time we had a car and we could drive there to cut hair. and i was a freakin stupid pri sch kid who did whatever you asked me to. and EVERYTIME YOU'LL ASK YOUR STUPID HAIRDRESSER TO CUT A BOB STYLE FOR ME. freakin hell, you know how stupid that looks? i looked like a freakin mushroom head. when i got sick of bob style, you said cut straight. HELL, THAT WAS WORSE. i had even worse hair for at least 12 years of my life. I LIKE MY HAIRDRESSER COS ALTHOUGH SHE PISSES ME OFF BY CUTTING MY HAIR TOO SHORT EVERY SINGLE TIME I GO TO HER, IT LOOKS NICE WHEN IT GROWS OUT SINCE I DON'T HAVE THAT MUCH TIME TO MAINTAIN IT AND actually i don't like my hairdresser too. but she's the only one that can make my hair look nice when it grows out.
WHATEVER. i'll save my hair when i have the time. and money.
FUCK OFF ALL OF YOU.