rusty nails

my class had a class chalet.
hmm or it's just, a chalet made up of classmates.

i cannot transfer photos now from my ipod because when i do that, i get blue screen! and blue screen is bad!
i love my voice now. haven't had a husky voice since.. uh orientation?
best was at OBS, where i pretended to be a DJ called Chris, male. cause it was that sexy.
booya.

i had a huge bowl of beansprouts for dinner.
awesome.

i went for an interview (not so much interview as it was them collecting information from me...) and hours later she phoned to say that she needed my photo.
and then.
she asked if my fb profile pic was okay.
i said yes.

AND I'M SO HAPPY I LOOK NORMAL IN MY PROFILE PIC!
cause out of 21 profile pics, i only have 2 normal ones. one half normal.
NORMAL! I LIKE BEING NORMAL! normal straight-ish hair, normal shoulder length hair, normal straight cut hair.
so exciting!!

NO MORE long weird hair, in some half dead curls, metal wire hair ends, layered like a kueh lapis, with black roots.

speaking of black roots, i came across this "mist bleach spray" thing while looking for hair dye today!
it's a mist spray for the hair, for it to gradually become bleached!
coolios, and i wanted it, except i don't think i do a good job of the evenly coating my hair part.

i wanna bleach it to dye it red la. because, trust me, red is normal.
everywhere i look it's red.
okay la a bit of exaggeration only.

hey look, it's superman!