How time flies..........now it's nearly the end of june, so is our holiday.Lately have the habit of drinking 1/4 of milk late in the night ,not becoz i can't sleep, but becoz i get thirsty so frequently that i thought i was dehydrated. Once, while i was drinking the milk,some kind of new species of insect landed on my hand, and in a frantic moment, i shake my hand quickly. And guess what, it end up in my milk. i was sort of fooling around while i was drinking the milk,thus, throw in some biscuits. That was when the insect came in. There i was, watching the insect diving around in the milk, and eek, i was sort of admiring it. After wating around 5 minutes or so in the hope of drowning the insect, my effort was furtile. That was when i realized a stupid mistake. I should have pour away the milk immediately after the insect went inside. It was contaminating my cup. Yuck!! i washed the cup 5 time and swear never to use it again(but i still break it anyway later   

                                                     
                                                                
                                                                                               
Ever since then, i will definitely find something in my milk.No kidding, the second time was a small fly. The third time, was an ant. It was disgusting, why am i always so down on luck.
Lately just rebond my hair, and i greatly regreted this decision. Was on the way to a hair saloon with my mum and out of curiousity, ask her how much is rebonding. Then went to the saloon, mum ask her how much. The barber state the price and thought i wanted to rebond, so immediately took out all the equipment and started putting towel around my neck and said, you have to wash you hair first. Oh boy, i didn't even said i wanted to rebond, and there she goes, talking away, talking about how to take care of my hair. Bo bian, have to let her do it.
I can't said: " Stop! Don't you dare touch my hair." Right? That was when i starts regreting. Sat there for hours wating for the chemical to set into my hair, and my ass is already complaining to stand up. Worst still, the barber said cannot move cause later not nice. Then she laugh at me, said that my eyeball can move. Haiz, return home, cannot move my head alot,scared spoilt the hair. Then use computer also become such a nuisane. Hair dooping all over my face, don't dare tuck behind my ear, barber said cannot. Here i go sticking my head so close to the computer that my neck hurts.I look like a tortoise in fact, or terrapin, or whatever it is. So scared friend will laugh at my hair sia. 
Even my god brother tease me, said i'm starting to doll up and acting more feminine. Poor thing, they got beaten up by me for that remark.      
                                                    
                                                                    

Haiz..................how i wish this holiday could last.