Sometimes I’m so blur.

Sometimes my mind’s a blank.

I tend to get forgetful lately.

I don’t think I can go on with remembering things to do on my head now. I got to list it down or it’ll never see the light of day. I’m not kidding and for the first time in my life, I think I’m aging. I even got to make sure I list down or actually tell myself repeatedly to eat fruit or go make that fruit juice or I’ll never go reach my hand to the refrigerator. I think I’m lazy too.

You know like how your skin starts to age when you’re pass 25. Mine’s sensitive…like some exposure to the sun will cause break-out. I’m using a particular brand which worked fine on my skin and then out of a sudden, it feels like it’s immuned to your skin so it doesn’t really do the job anymore. There are so many freaking products out there and trust me, you have no idea how much money I’ve spent in hoping to find the dream product for my skin. My skin can be a pain in the ass. Some people can survive with just any product picked from the pharmacy/departmental store…but my skin can’t. So, I’m tossing it all away…those brands that you normally get to see and I’m turning to use organic skincare. It’s my second day so far…and I hope this time, my skin will be healthy.

I know products alone won’t help so I’m looking closely at what I eat.

Over the weekend, the places that I happened to go to served terrible food. I don’t know why. But anyway, it was one of the most productive and eventful weekends I’ve had so far. It’s one step closer in realising what I would like to do. I have no experience in this and I know nothing about it so I’m doing this with a friend. And we go in blur together, asking stupid questions (questions we think people should already know but we don’t, hence we think it’s stupid…but it’s actually quite normal), acting like we’re cool and steady when in fact, we are so afraid deep down. In some ways, it’s exciting. It’s like I’m doing “Do one thing everyday that scares you”. The only difference is…I did many things that scared me in one day.

I really really want this to work out and I know I’ll make it work.

I’ve listened to this song on the radio but I couldn’t figure out who was the singer until someone told me it was sung by Lee Hom. It’s a very nice rendition of MJ’s song. I will be repeating this song for an entire week and I just wanted to share this with you.

4 Nov is Sesame Street Day and Cookie Monster was on google.com. So comel! I don’t know how long he’ll be there but you can try!

Today is quite an awesome day. I hugged Mummy goodbye and I’ll be seeing her in a week’s time.

I think I’m beginning to like my haircut…and I’m beginning to notice people with short hair now. I think people who can pull it off with super short hair..like a guy’s hair for a girl…is very attractive. I don’t think I have reached that level yet…to cut it super super short.

Today I talked.

a.n.d.i.a.m.q.u.i.t.e.h.a.p.p.y

My name is Foo Foo and I have a new friend. His name is Wombat. Wombat stands with me throughout the night (and also day) by Gracie’s bedside. I cannot see Wombat when the light is switched off because he is so brown, so dark. Sometimes I think he looks more like a mouse than a wombat.

Wombat is a foreigner. He hails from Australia. He is still very new to me but I will spend time to know him better. I wonder if he likes carrots.

I’m crazy and this is impossible because I’m a walking human.

I still cannot get over the fact that I have the haircut I have now.

But really, it’s not too bad from the opinions I’ve gathered. It’s just me who’s thinking it looks really bad.

Whatever it is, the hair will look like the hair now.

I will only look forward to the day it’s longer again and not so puffy anymore.

I don’t know if I wrote about this but I actually made a statement many months ago when I had short hair that by the time my hair grows long, it’ll also be the time I meet the right one. Looks like it’s gonna take awhile.

Of late, I look sad and blue. I can feel how I look. I look bored at work and I have this constant feeling of constipation going on. I don’t know how to describe this but it’s like I’m wrapped up and so enclosed, I don’t know how to let myself out.

I need someone to save me.