When the Cat's Away.

When the Cat's away.

There's a time and place for most things. But when the Cat's away, it's not the time for Water. Pissing that Gold thinks it is the right moment. Not fun getting stuck in the Water. I hate it. It's worse when it's Polluted Water. Sometimes, I wish that a "miracle" might happen. It wears me down thinking that such things are happening. Australia has been very very kind to me. And I love it, even though it pains me terribly that I have to put aside the Bunny of yesteryears. Compared with the Cat & Water, it doesn't seem like much any more.

I'd wished I could just run away from it all. Start over. Afresh somewhere else. Some place where people can't reach me. I've ever though about eloping. I've ever thought about migrating. I've ever thought about travelling. I've ever thought about disappearing. But these options would be very irresponsible of me.

I guess one reason why I'd played so much games, would be the fantasy. The control I have. The way that extreme choices had to be made. The manner where choices made have dire & shotgun-esque impact. Instead of a slow poison.

I didn't want my becoming of an adult to be this way.

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I don't know when will be the next time I'll be back in Perth. Couple of days ago, was just my Convocation. I really liked the sash colour of my school. Smalt. It's a pretty colour. And looks cool too, unlike the rest. The GoPro had been really useful in this trip. What with rope-swings, cliff-jumping, driving around. Also brought the GoPro up to stage during me collecting the certificate.

On another note, I came down with Hand, Foot, & Mouth Disease during this CNY. Quite a terrible thing to have. Quarantined for a week. Painful sores/blisters for a couple of days. Very contagious. The aftermath ain't all that fantastic too. Especially when I was still spring-cleaning with the blisters/sores. You see, the blisters/sores are actually just small red spots. But as you mistreat your hands & feet, they become really blister-like. So when they heal, the skin dries & starts to peel. My hand & feet are in a terrible terrible state right now.

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I need to find a source of happiness soon.

You can (not) advance. You are (not) alone.

Hopefully, I'll be able to post some photos up from this Perth trip. Well, I'm able to. Just a matter of if I bother and hardworking enough.

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I want to disappear.

Oh, am also getting depress about my hair. I'm actually rather sad that I've to chop it off now. Maybe this is how girls feel when they've decided to chop off their hair.

So much talent required.

Uugh... Defeated. By my own hair. I swear, braiding requires talent. Basically, I was spending the evening trying to braid my own hair. And damn it's tiring. Watched a few videos on YouTube and they were like pros. Done in a matter of seconds. And then there's me. Just sitting here, trying to wrap my puny little head around how to get started on my braids. Doesn't help when they make it look so easy.

But I think I'm slowly getting better at it. Used to not be able to do a normal braid, much less a fishtail. But here it is. I'm set to have a daughter with long hair now. Hahaha.

Labels, labels, labels.

The above photo was probably one of my pleasant-surprise-kinda highlight during JC days. What happened was the pink haired girl was drawn on the table first. To which I added the dude (not the best drawn) to the right. Then came the reply above, and I finally added another scribble on the top left corner. I guess it was somewhat nice & pleasant that someone was actually doing the same stuff as me.

And... I'm still procrastinating on my thesis work. Ugh... Why isn't the thesis unit a whole 100 credits (or at least 75). Then I don't have to worry about other stuff.

Also, I've been thinking some thoughts to my hair.

I've never ever dyed my hair before to be honest. So, this time, since I'd already grow my hair out, might as well go all out. Starting with the lightest colour and dying it darker & darker.

Introducing Mami Sasazaki from SCANDAL. JBand, rock. That's a pretty colour isn't it? Hope I can pull it off. Already got a friend to help me out with it. She'd done her hair similar to this, and it was pretty good. This is probably the most extreme colour I've chose.

Yes, that is Jessica of SNSD. It was my cousin who suggested for me to look at her hair colours when I decided on going blonde next. Trouble is, which blonde. So, am deciding between the blonde-blonde-kind-of-blonde (I honestly don't know why people have to make hair colour so complicated), or honey-blonde. There's actually another shade of honey-blonde that I'm debating over as well... *sadden*

That's the one. Dilemma of my life. Actually, at this point, am contemplating to not get that blonde-blonde blonde colour (no, I didn't make a typo here). 'Cos for fear it will clash horribly with my eyebrows. And no, am not thinking of dying my eyebrows too. That's just taking it too far.

And finally, there's this 2. The red is just so very tempting. Actually thinking of doing at least 3 colours in a short span of time. 4 maximum, mainly due to the financial cost this will incur. For now, it's that blue hair thingy first, then blonde, then auburn or red. Limiting myself to 3 for now.

So, yes, there you have it. Colours of my life. Not too sure if I will actually cut my hair. I did think about cutting it, but still tempted to grow it out till the very very end. Dilemma. Why haven't I thought of doing colours sooner and earlier? WHY? Oh wait, it's probably 'cos my hair will just be so damaged & die after that. Not that it's not damaged already (or dead). Anyway, leaving this here now. Not an urgent enough task to make a decision now.

Side-note: Am starting to use this label function after so many yeas. After 300+ posts. Should have used it earlier. Makes life easier during re-reads.