Good days don't come easy. Recently i've been through a fair number of bad days; so when a relatively good one came along, i thought i should make a record of it.
I woke up early to look for my passport at the photocopy place nearby. As it turned out, the poor auntie was so worried when she saw my passport left behind that she reported to NUS security, who immediately came at 8pm to pick it up. So today i skipped lunch to rescue my precious green book from Yusof Ishak house. Phew... that was kinda scary.
My experiment went ok. I got what i expected, which trust me, doesn't happen quite often. What's more, my relationship with the boss showed signs of amelioration.
So what makes today an okay and not a good day? The fact that yf flew away and my dreaded three-month wait has started.
On a separate note, I'm wondering whether i should rebond my hair. It sounds like such a vain and trivial subject, but the truth is i've been contemplating the idea for almost a week. I don't want to look like thousands of sg girls out there whose hairs are of identical length, texture and color. On the other hand, the thought of having a smooth silky mane does appeal to me. Maybe i'll just settle for a deep conditioning treatment... i'll see.
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