"WHAT DID YOU DO TO YOUR HAIR? YOU LOOK LIKE SHIT!"
thanks.
I kinda like it... 'cept that i look like a big time rebel.

It's not meant to look so tame. It was supposed to be bizzare and loud {damn loud}!
and then she said "No la.. quite sweet leh. too sweet for your sandy lam face"
double thanks.
Sweet! is not what i like.
Ahhh... this is better.

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NB is going Pakistan in bid of his relief efforts later today.
And he sent me a mail.
"...hear the aftershocks are still coming there thick and fast, and still strong (5+ on Richter), so, i just wanted to say a Good Bye to you, and request forgiveness for any thing wrong i may have done or said... just in case i dont make it back! Its been a profound pleasure knowing you.
Take good care, of your health especially. Best gift one can have.
warmest regards & good wishes, and a big kiss to T (she's Got to be one of the cutest & lovable dogs i've ever met!!)..."
I know it' not gonna be an easy quest... but im sure god will be with them. I was kinda saddened by this mail. It rode home the truth that there's no certainty in life and the higher being in control does not tell us when or how.
No, im not going to lapse into another one of those so-tell-everyone-how-much-you-love-them shit. Isn't proving better than telling? Everybody can make words very convincing... I dont buy it when ppl tell me they love me {truth is... everybody have at least 10 ppl who can say that in this liberal society} unless they can let me sense so. And shouldnt everyone do that regardless of when amagadon arrives?