The hairdresser as I have said do not know how to handle my mum's hair. These young fellas only know how to manage younger people's hair. They messed up her hair and she looks like some Mak Datin coming out from her throne going for a walk in Pavilion. Hahah... I had to help her push her beehive tall hair down because it was overwhelming.
I finished a short book over the weekend despite being busy. That was how short the book was. Not that my reading skills have improve till extends where I have this zany ability to speed reading like a robot. No. It is that the book was meant to be for kids. Not adult. No wonder... and just when I thought I had such fun and light reading. Hehe... yeah, there is so much kid in this heart. Duh...
I managed to squeeze some time for card making too. Wow, guess how many cards I literally got within Saturday and Sunday? 6!!! Given again that I was hanging out with my family half of the time. Of course, in my humble opinion, one of them did not turn out as great as I have expected so that piece needs re-work. Sigh. But as usual, at 12am last night, I was very reluctant to stash it all away and go to bed. Plus the fact that, the orders are coming in alright. I have still 6 more to go. Obviously, I had not enough sleep this morning and was praying I have a reason to take MC. Haha...
Talking about cards. There is this psycho ex-classmate of mine which I totally don't understand. I find that she has this habit of saying things that she really doesn't't mean and she's saying it just for the sake of saying it to make people feel happy or good about it (so she will feel good because we friends thinks she's nice, my hypothesis anyway). I made her several cards and for the 3rd time, she has been asking if I would be able to make additional for her. For extremely obvious reasons I hardly recline request, and for the umpteen times that she asked I have reverted with 'how many' and for the same umpteen times I get no reply, at all. What is fucking wrong with this lady? And with all the people in this world, she has certainly gotten the wrong person because as I have said before I hate people who say things for the sake of it. For any matter actually, including doing things for the sake of it... Uh!
Anyway, I am still not feeling the best of my health today with quite a headache. In fact I have just popped 2 panadols and if this does not work, I will have to resort to Ponstan and the likes. I hate this pill popping exercise. And the weather is supporting all effort to be sick. The haze even has caught up pretty badly. At the same time, my tummy upset has stolen my humongous appetite away. Saturday's sin and cholesterol induce food of crabs, mini lobsters, frog and etc, along with Sunday's fat laden BKT felt very bland to me.
What I used to enjoy like a maniac now feels and taste like 'just' food. Sigh. Even today, I have not regained the composure to enjoy food. What. And this eat- for-the- sake of eating thingy is totally not myself. The only consolation is, the backache is well gone. I think. But headache is here... sigh. What, are we having an exchange program here?
This I believe is the consequence of exercise deficiency coupled with bad weather.
My social shy uncle was a funny case. Having lived in for 2 and a half long years at my current place, it is only now that he has come to visit me. And the really funny bit about this old man is (like every old man) he walks around the house, knocking everything with his knuckles. Hahaha... I can't help not sniggering at least. There was an extend that when he went on his knocking spree, my cousin thought someone was at the door and he rushed to open it! Hahaha... old man syndrome I guess.
You will noticed the exact idiosyncrasy when those cars are displayed at the motor shows or having promotion at the malls. These uncles have their uncanny ways of knocking the car door, bonnet, boot and everywhere else which could vibrate some sound to affirm that the car is indeed made of steel! *eyes rolling* Haha...
On family, I had this very funny observation confirmed. Just like when you are running a hypothetical assumption and you start performing research, in my case, my method of research comprises mainly on experiences and observation. Sample - mother and aunties. And I realized, my to-a-certain-extent dysfunctional family has a strong tendencies to nag unconditionally and kill the subject matter with the nag AND are health and hygiene freak.
And for many recent years, I thought I have this unprecedented OCD because it was just me. Apparently, it runs in the family and so I can now officially blame it on the genes. It is totally hereditary without qualms. Haha... I thought I was bad, check out my mother and aunties!!! Imagine hygiene freaks + nags. You may want to run away... hahah...
Well so much crap for now. Have a good week ahead. While it may not be a bed of roses, at least, try making it into a bed of hibiscus or even marigold (bunga tahi ayam) or... whatever else you can get your hands onto... Haha...
