Phase.. I lost count!

I've had a hell of a hectic week. Firstly, induction week was from Tuesday to Thursday so I had to be on campus from 10 to 4. Which is really bad thing because the photoshoot was yesterday. So I had to make time to go to the salon as well as to be at the booths in Uni. And I had to be at 2 booths- ECHO and Sanctuary Club. As most of the planning and preparation were thrown into Cassie and my arms, we were going through a hell of a time together. I mean, I was busy with the photoshoot and Cass is leaving for a 2 week vacation to Hawaii tomorrow. Fortunately for us, there were other members in ECHO that could help with the booth and board and what nots. However, we encountered some difficulties for Sanctuary Club which did not share the same good fate. So there we were like a bunch of monkeys trying to calm each other down.

So anyway, I have lost count of the phases of my hairdo. I have decided to stop counting after phase Three. So, I am therefore ignorant to the countless times that Kit dyed and re-dyed my hair and cut it mercilessly as if my hair is a wig *shudders at the thought of the terrorizing sound of the infamous blade* because I finally learned how to entertain myself! I mean, reading magazines got old after the first day (and they were gossip magazines I tell you, do I look like I care who married whom and who's having who's baby!!? Seriously..) Then I got smarter and brought my own book. It's a chic flick, so I was stupid enough to bring it laa because I finished reading it by the second day (with much tears and laughter in the process), that means Tuesday and Wednesday. Oh, and I also became an expert in blocking out all sorts of sounds, most especially the hair dryer and the stupid Oven *shudders again at the thought of The Oven*. Don't know what is it called for sure, so I named it The Oven- "Burns not only your hair but also your eyes". Anyway, after I finished the book I went round the whole salon looking for Women's Weekly magazine because they have one pathetic Sudoku puzzle per issue. And I have to say that I am pretty good it that thing, it's addictive and I've had plenty of practice from Mellie's phone! Damn. Having the bloody urge to play again.. My boyfriend says I am a nerd and I resent that. So anyway, I was dreading Thursday because I was so convinced that there was nothing left for me to do so imagine my overflowing moments of joy when Kit brought his weird crossword puzzle thingy book! I did nothing but that the whole day, couldn't be bothered with what they were doing to my hair and make-up. Which brings me to the photoshoot. Never knew modelling was such a tiring job! One thing you all should know is that I get restless pretty quickly.. Can't sit through a 3 hour exam without pretending I have to pee. Need to talk to the lecturers every hour even when I do not have anything to ask- I'll just talk to them about non-related things during the exam for at least a minute, in total. Still a kia su person so wouldn't waste precious minutes.. I rarely leave the exam hall early, even when I've answered all the questions an hour before the time is up. ANYWAY!!! At the studio, I was actually so tied up to the crossword thingy the whole time I wasn't even bothered by the fact that make-up took more than an hour and Kit had to style my hair twice for the two different shots required. Lol.. Couldn't believe how fast time passed me by. I have to say that I still looked almost flawless and almost gorgeous by the end of the day, I thought of going clubbin. Never waste a perfect look.. BUT!! When the clock struck 8, I was sooo tired had to ask Vin to pick me up.. He was suppose to come already anyway but I was dying to leave ASAP. I still had another session of amateur posing to do at that time, and they were actually complaining that my eyes were smaller.. Lol. So scraped the clubbin idea, didn't even mention it and went for a nice quiet dinner with my baby in TGIF at The Curve. Couldn't even survive the drive home from The Curve, which isn't that long and with Vin driving it would have probably been 15 minutes at most, and fell asleep in my baby's arms while he drove.

And that, ladies and gentlemen, marked the end of my week hectic!!

Hair Do Phase 2

So here's the second phase. I was at the salon the entire day!! And I had 3 different sets of hair colour within the same day.

Black to blonde & yellow and then purple & blonde.

I have to say that never in my life have I ever tried anything funky or weird or even different. And phew.. I mean, it really is too much for me to comprehend in a day. A sudden change of appearance, and the reactions that I'm receiving from the world. I tell you.. Some of my friends just passed me by without saying a thing, I seriously thought they all didn't wanna be seen talking to me. Finally had the guts to walk up to them one by one to realise that they actually couldn't recognise me..

Lol. Oh well.. Just like my mom said. I'm still young, gotta try new things.. Funny eyh, coming from the woman who never liked the idea of having chemicals on my head.

Can't show you the purple one yet.. Frankly, I don't think I took photos of that phase. Was sooo tired and cranky by the end of the day therefore, all I could think about was to go home and sleep, after I had something to eat.. Anyway, if I had it, I can't post it here yet.. See, it's a competition. Putting there would mean jeopardizing the chances of my stylist, Kit winning, and I didn't suffer that much to see him NOT win, so NO..! Can't put it here till the proper time comes..

Series of Very Unfortunate Events.

I have been, for the past few days walking through a dark room filled with mishaps. Nevermind the story of it, it is the outcome of it that matters. I suppose everyone has their fair share of ups and downs, and we will never really appreciate that level of high unless we stumble once in a while. And then we grow up.

It's been a year since I last stumbled and although I went through a phase of numbness again, I learned. Everytime this happens we don't necessarily grow up, but we learn. Some lessons are more expensive than others. Some come cheap but you really don't learn much from it. I guess it's all about giving and taking. And every lesson is valuable, if you put some thought into it. Therefore, I truly believe that people shouldn't regret about the things that they have or have not done. As the saying goes, when one door closes the Lord will open a window somewhere. So everything that happens, happens for a reason. It's just quite difficult to see that reason when you're still walking through this dark room. Dear God, carry me..

Oh ya'll just have to forgive me. Going through a phase here. I'm just talking to myself..

Quickie

Okay, so I know that I've been neglecting my blog for way tooo long! I have a damn good reason for that.

For starters, final exam! And I got myself involved in too damn many things this year. You don't even want to know what I've done to myself. Lets just not get me started. So in these few weeks, I've been burning the midnight oil to meet assignment deadlines, cramming for exams, attending ECHO (editorial board of my university) meetings, meeting with the HoD of Psychology to work on our newsletter, planning the year out for Sanctuary Club, neglecting my family and friends, buying time to spend with Vin. And that's just half of it. Just came back from leadership camp and my bones are aching, started on my research for the newsletter and I'm on the look out for potential sponsors for ECHO, and learning about new things everyday. And it's my damn semester break!! Having a headache in deciding what my thesis should be on, and where to go for my internship. Plus i started on this new project called-- Operation Save Money! Lol. Which is not working out well because it's the time of the year again for all shoppers! Not that I have advertise it, if you live here you'd know what I'm talking about. And if that is not bad enough, it's about the only time I get to really spend some quality time with my friends which of course contributes in the 'weight loss' of my purse. Sigh. Plus I spent a bomb on the Psychology Department annual dinner a couple of nights ago- not on the dress or shoes or make up or whatever but on the bloody tickets.

And if all of that is not bad enough, I'm helping an old friend out in his attempt to get into a competition my making me look ugly. Sigh. He's working on my hair and technically, its not done yet. Plenty more to work on apparently, I can't for the life of me imagine what else can he do with the shortest hair I've ever had in my life. Grr. He's the expert. I'll just shut up and let him do whatever he wants and with the amount of time he puts me on the chair while everyone scrutinizes me, I will secretly devicing a plan to kill him after the photoshoot if all goes wrong! Anyway, I've had plenty of comments so far but I'm really anxious-excited to hear more! So here's a photo of Phase I. Tell me what you think!