They never get it right.

Hairdressers, I mean. Since CNY is coming soon mum suggested that I go get a trim. I specifically told her I wanted more layers, my hair to maintain its length (taking 2 inches off maximum for trimming off split ends and whatnot) and 'V' shaped at the back.

She ended up snipping off 10CM of my hair... FTS. You know what, next time I'll give myself hair cuts as well, so fed up of telling hairdressers what I want but getting none of them fulfilled. Shin volunteered to help me the next time I needed a trim (which will probably be in a year since SHE TOOK OFF 10 FREAKING CM) but I'm not sure if I'd let him go near my hair with a pair of scissors lol.

Oh well. No point crying over spilled milk now.


Another thing that's getting on my nerves is Malaysia's public toilet (too pampered in Aussie perhaps). 90% of the public toilets are disgusting and 99% of said toilets do not provide toilet paper. & no, you are not supposed to queue up outside the individual cubicles jfc do you know how inefficient is that?! You are also not supposed to squat on the toilet seats ffs. Girls are so disgusting sometimes.

We cooked 1kg of cabbage and 5 of us (Shin, 2 sisters, mum and I) managed to finish all of it for dinner.

Frozen durian :> when I was still in Aussie I had requested my dad to buy some durians during the durian season and put them away in the freezer for me (heard it could last up to a year in the freezer) so I can still have some when I'm back home. It tastes so good and since it's kept in the freezer it tastes like durian ice-cream... even better (Y)

ZZ, my 12 y/o sister practicing the guitar. She was playing the song Clementine and we suddenly realised how creepy and depressing the lyrics are :|