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itchy backside, again

Monday, October 17, 2005


I must be a compulsive-obsessive shopper. Cos I need company to go Mango. I saw a lovely top last Thursday and have been fantasizing about it ever since. See I'm trying to contain my desires ok... I didn't buy it then. I thought about it during the weekend and am still thinking about it now. Ahh itchy backside, itchy fingers. Mopiko, please...
And then I wonder if I should go cut my hair. Buang suey, Eli said. My fringe is now kinda floppy and the ends feel like there are ten thousand roaches legs brushing against the nape of my neck. Should I cut it? Eli says No. What if not nice? Hari Raya is approaching and I can't risk having retarded hair. No doubt I said I won't be celebrating it with joy this year but still... But, but I miss my long hair... I should be growing them out right? In order to be a Wanita Melayu Terakhir. Tsk.
Decisions, decisions.
Over the week, I've learnt some things from some people whom I, under normal circumstances, won't even hold light conversations with.
Lesson 1: Be flexible in relationships.
I was talking to my my primary school-mate of eons ago. Halfway through, I asked him: "Hey wouldn't your girlfriend mind, us talking? Does she know?" He said, no she doesn't. Me: "Well aren't you gonna tell her?" He: "Later lah... I know what you're thinking. But you see, in relationships right, you must have an understanding. Doesn't mean that just because you're in a relationship, you only have to talk to your girlfriend/boyfriend. You can talk to other girls also. Just so you know the boundaries."
Is it? Hmm... Interesting. Oh but you know what? Some guys don't know ANY boundaries. Maybe they forgot they have a girlfriend in the first place. So much so that they go look elsewhere. For some younger flesh, perhaps.
It got me thinking for awhile after that. I'd like to be flexible some day. Imperative words here: Some day. I'll bear in mind though, what he said.
Lesson 2: It's easier to talk to strangers about your problems than anyone else.
Yeah I've tried. Maybe because you've not seen or known this person before, therefore there's no way where you care he would judge you. And then maybe a bit of flirting at the side. Just to add some fun.
So, should I cut my hair? What say you.



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