Sunday, November 9, 2008
went to the New Creation church with Ade today
i think pastor prince is a not-bad preacher. he gets his message across, with little jokes in between to keep us from falling asleep. unlike(no offence brenda) brenda's church, shalom. the pastor was so boring that i started to play with brenda and we kinda made a lot of noise o.O
oh but nearing the end of the sermon there was this funny wheezing sound coming from behind. Ade thought someone was blowing his nose at first, but turned out some guy was asleep, and snoring loudly no less. it stopped after a while though. either God woke him up, or some person with enough courage. i think i would have just let him sleep if he happened to be sitting beside me.
then took the long long bus ride home, all alone after ade got off at her stop, which is the TKGS bus stop. i felt so awkward, coz i felt that everyone was staring at my hair and making snide remarks.
which reminds me. I CUT MY HAIR! it's like as long as jia hui's. i wanted to shorter, but my sister, mum, auntie, hair dresser, hair dresser assistant all thought it was nice at that length. so being the steadfast( i think that's the wrong word, but i'm too sleepy to think of the proper word) person that i am, i gave in and decided to leave it at that length -.-''
it was actually okay then, but nooo, the hairdresser HAD to suggest that i cut my fringe in this slanted way. since my sister, mum, auntie, hair dresser, hair dresser assistant all thought it would look nice, i buckled and gave in. not only did she cut it slanted, she THINNED my fringe so that it was just this wispy thing floating around.
i looked in the mirror as *gasp* who's that p4 kid staring back at me?!?!?!?!?! then with my sister etc smiling and saying it was nice, i forced a grin and said i liked it. once out, i wailed to my mum that i looked stupid. but mothers being mothers, she said :" what nonsense lah! it looks so nice! you look so pretty like that!"
...pretty?
pretty stupid, more like it!!
so i clipped up my fringe when i went church, but still thought i looked weird.
AND. let me tell you the story of Lulubell and i. i first saw Lulubell in a accessory shop, lying there so sweetly. i was looking for a comb for myself, one that i didn't have to share and risk getting dandruff or any hair disease. once i saw Lulubell, i picked her up and said to my mum :"i have to have this comb! one, it's bristles aren't the plastic sort. two, it's purple!!!!! three, it looks nice." so that day, i went home with a new beloved(purple) comb. okay i just thought of the name for it today, but i like the name Lulubell. reminds me of a cat.
i usually don't lend my comb to anyone, in case it gets destroyed in some way. i washed it everyday, and then put in a special spot, away from the rest of the combs. and it stayed in beautiful condition for a very long time. then, today, i decided to be nice and lend my sister the comb (she needed it to comb her hair while she was blow drying it). said that other combs weren't suitable or something o.O
then, that night, when i picked up the comb, i could only gaze in shock at the horrific condition it was in. the teeth of the comb were all bent at weird angles and such. Lulubell herself looked kinda sad, at her dismal, awful self. then, anger and annoyance replaced my shock and i stormed out to confront my sister.
-lotsa yelling-
despite my sister's numerous apologies, i still felt angry. i worked so hard to keep her beautiful, only to have her destroyed in a matter of minutes. my poor, mangled comb was lying on the table so innocently, and sadness soon overcame me. ah Lulubell. the pitiful victim in this
murder accident.
but now, my sadness and anger are being replaced by something else. something so stupidly stupid i feel kinda stupid at feeling this way. i, in the process of mourning for my comb, am feeling hungry. as i am typing this, my tummy is growling in a weird way, as if it's screaming and yelling for me to feed it. how anti-climatic. in the midst of such sadness and sorrow, my tummy grumbles. bleagh.
i shall go satiate my annoying tummy with some chocolate.
goodbye
save the earth
dearly beloved, we are gathered here today in memory of the beautiful Lulubell who has now been reduced to a monstrosity...
*OK OK fine my sister complains that i always exaggerate the whole thing and make her sound like this disgusting person. so everyone who knows me you should know i DO exaggerate stuff when i am angry, so bear that in mind when you read this post. and, just for the record, my sister is not a disgusting person. she has promised to buy me a Lulubell number2.
--Mary was an idiot:)--
11:02 PM
