This year has been quite amazing.
Okay, initially it was bad with all those freaking dramas and illnesses of my family.
But now, it is getting more and more, life-like.
I finally went overseas with my best friend Kah mun last week to Taipei. I feels like a grown up where I can fly and be independent on my own. I've planned the itinerary and saved up my own expenses there. I'm more of an CHEENA kind of girl, therefore Taipei is a place where I'm quite contented. Okay, I know geographically and 'politically' they are unsafe. But check SG out now, politically safe? I can't imagine what life would be like when it is my generation to rule next.
Another thing is. I finally gotten my tattoo. Yes, a fucking tattoo that I wanted it and I've planned it 2 years ago. It is meaningful to me so fuck off anyone who said I get it on impulse.
I designed it my own and went to the parlor ALONE. I woke up yesterday to an empty home.
Ate cereals and wash up. Head down to the Hair Salon near my place and gotten my high lights with black base.
Ah lian? I don't give a fuck yo, because whatever I do, even if I have JET BLACK HAIR, I was labelled as an Ah lian too. So what?
After my hair, I cabbed down to Far East Plaza, took the escalator and walked straight to the shop. I need to wait for my turn, 7pm. Time check it is only 5:30pm. I need to chill alone.
The wait was agony thou, as I don't know how painful it might get and all. I was all alone. No one to whine and hold on to. Best friends were all overseas and phone line was being a bitch.
But I'm very glad with the results. This is on permanent. And this is my 21st birthday gift for myself.
Happy 21st Miranda. You are awesome.
