It’s halfway into the long wesak day weekend. Unfortunately I spent the first half mostly sleeping. It’s been a tough work week, plus the train ride was awful this time. Was well on my way to getting tropical frostbites* on me toes.

* the kind of frostbites that u get when u are clearly living in the tropics but someone thinks it’s better to chill the interior of the train to something like 15 degrees or less.

But I woke up earlier today so that I can have a good ol’ roti canai breakfast, then head out for a new head of hair. It’s no fun sitting there for 3 hours, but I finally got my curls back. Wooo! I love curls! And point of interest for this hair-salon visit: Finally, no one commented on how thick or how stubborn my hair is. Frankly it’s my hair for the past 23 years, so I know my hair, and that’s why I’m here looking for u people to do something to my hair to make it less stubborn and not so thick! D’oh.

3 hours is kinda long. But I do quite enjoy everyone fussing over my hair (always end up having 2 or 3 fellas curling my hair, heehee). Just don’t fancy the times when I’m left alone with funny things sticking into my hair and without my specs to read the magazines.

I wish I was richer and could afford more frequent hair-makeovers. This curling business is way too expensive. smiley