Never Lie to Your Hairdresser (like we've never heard that one before)

All through last year, I hardly visited the hairdresser since I was keeping my hair long for my wedding. In fact, I also hardly visited the hairdresser the year before as I was keeping my hair long for a good friend's wedding (was bride's maid). So all I did was trims, and being the lazy driver that I am, I just went to the neighbourhood hair saloon for that.

Anyway right after my wedding, I decided, at the spur of the moment, to take a short drive to my neighbourhood hairdresser again and cut my hair short....not like too short, but shoulder length. It was liberating!!!

Fast forward to 2 months ago, I decided to pay more attention to the hair (as it was growing out of shape) and decided to drive a little further to my usual hairdresser's. I have very difficult to style hair (it does what it wants to do) and only ever will trust kelvin to fix it. I felt so guilty when I walked in and he gave me a big smile as if to say "HI WELCOME BACK. LONG TIME NO SEE".

As he swishes my hair about, he said "Did we cut your hair previously? It is out of shape"

A stab of guilt.

Me: Umm...I think so...(<--yes I deserved to be shot, or shaved bald for my evil behaviour!)

LIE LIE LIE. I lied!!!! OMG! I could not bring myself to admit it that I betrayed him. PLS FORGIVE ME!

Kelvin: Hmm...oh well, never mind. We'll fix it now.

That made me feel even worse.

Fast forward to today. I went in again to Kelvin to get my hair trimmed (short hair seems to require so much more attention ya!) and I think he was a tad bored (saloon was strangely semi-empty after the CNY buzz I suppose) because he took ages to snip strand after strand off to get that perfect cut. But in the process of doing so, he cut my hair a wee bit too short!! I now look like a darn primary school kid!!!!

It must be his form of revenge....with style of course (<--he remarked it made me look so youthful - DUH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LIKE I NEVER HEARD THAT BEFORE)

MERDEKA!

The iconic snapshot on 31 Aug 1957, Tunku Abdul Rahman, first PM of Msia declared independence.

Today my country celebrates its 50th anniversary of independence. Almost everywhere in the city, and at homes the blue, white, red and yellow Malaysian flag flies proud.

To all my fellow Malaysians, within the country and abroad…, be proud today. For wherever you may be traveling to, moving to or have moved to for the last say…ten years, you will always say “I am Malaysian”.

Happy Birthday to us all.

Happy Full Moon Chloe Foo!

It is one full month since my buddy Chiek gave birth to a lovely baby girl on 7/7/2007; and this weekend was the full moon party.
I had to fly back to Miri on Saturday so Fabian and I paid mommy and baby a visit earlier last week.

It was a strange scene to watch Chiek with her daughter; we had always been school mates and girlfriends, and girls at heart. Watching her with her baby, I suddenly realized how grown up we all are now-Chiek, Szen, Angel, Veen, Maureen.

Nevertheless, we had always been friends and we will always be friends. Perhaps our daughters will have that too. :)

Honey, where's your car?

Fabs and I have been pondering over the idea of getting a new car, mainly to replace his 5 year-old Iswara that's been giving him quite a lot of problems lately. So one fine Saturday afternoon, we thought of swinging by the Toyota showroom just to have a look at what budget we should plan for (if we want to buy a new car next year <--keyword NEXT YEAR). So we went, spoke to the salesman and apparently there's a promotional period on...RM3,888 off the price of any new car. Yea..okay. By then, Fabs had this strange blurry look in his eyes as he watched the new car in the showroom. Anyway, we talked talked and talked about payment options yada yada yada...you know, the usual stuff that you talk about with salesman, pretending that you will seriously consider the car within the next 5 days. Then we went home. Later that evening, Fabs came to me and said "Honey, I want to buy the car." Me: "Okay...are you sure?" Fabs: " Yes, I have thought about it and done the finances" <---typical ha ha! Me: "Okay...but we have to sell your car first" Fabs: "Alright...we will look around...put up some ads and see who's interested" Two days later, in office at 4pm.. Fabs: "Honey, there's the salesman downstairs and he has an offer from this guy who'll pay us 10K for the car. He will pick it up now" Me: "But...but....WHAAAAAAAAAAATTT???!!!!!" And so, two days after we went to BROWSE in the Toyota showroom, we were RM10,000 richer, left with one car and awaiting the arrival of our new Vios. I don't understand this guy...... I cannot believe he sold his car!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Fabian has been really busy lately. I hardly see him now without his nose stuck to the company laptop. He does not join our usual circle for lunch anymore (he only takes quick 10min ones) and mahjong nights at our house has stopped. All this because he took up some new work and had to work extra hard - meetings, meetings, meetings and then spends his time at home doing some more work. It really got to me at the beginning since even though he's at home, he's barely thinking of anything else besides the report that's due last week or the contractor's meet the week after. Makes me sad sometimes and even lonely.

But each time I call him for dinner or walks by, he'd look up and smile. And once when I was upset over the looooonnngg working hours, I asked him why he had to give up all our personal time for work. And he said,

"So I can give you a better life"

What else can I say to that ??!