I've been away from work since last thursday. Add up the public holiday for monday and the two days i've applied days off for, i didn't have to go to work until this thursday but I supposed my mind's messed up from staying at home for the last few days and I actually thought today (wed) was thursday. I setup my alarm clock, woke up whining and cursing sleepily, had a shower, dressed up and even picked up my breakfast. I was just short of stepping out of the door when I realised its wed! *sigh* I woke up early for nothing. Grrrr.
On Tuesday, I went for a haircut. I hate going to the salon because ususally by the time I have to visit a salon, my hair's already a huge mess. And because of that, I usually have to spend quite a few hours in the salon while they 'fixed' my hair. This time the stylist asked me if I wanted to straighten my hair or do a perm. The last time I had to answer that question, well was more than a year ago and I had chosen to straighten my hair. But when I tell a certain someone that, he said the obvious choice should have been to perm my hair. hah!
So I thought this time, lets try a perm. The thing with perming hair is, well my hair has some degree of natural perm and frizz and is already hard to manage and I always think that perming it will make it even more frizzy. The stylist said that it wouldn't be hard, all I have to do is to stick some wax and it'll play nice. So I agree and spent like 4 hours sitting in the salon. That was such a pain.
My usual stylist usually only cut my hair and gives me advice on managing the style but he lets the juniors do the labour. So I had a boy doing the curling and washing my hair. And he was trying to chat with me, at first in english with some difficulty. When he realises I can speak mandarin, he started to converse in mandarin with me happily. lol
Oh and guess what! After 3.5 hours of fixing my hair, I was getting so hungry so I asked him when is it going to be done and he said in another half an hour, which didn't happen. *sigh* And while he was talking and asking about trivial stuff, I kept getting the impression he wanted to know if I was single or whatsoever and even after i said I was hungry, he kept asking what would I want to eat as though he wanted to go get some food for me. I just told him I was going to walk around and decide later. Oh, and then he asked me why I'm not growing up. @.@
Huh?? What kind of question is that? Geeze and I just stared at him and asked him what exactly did he mean? He obviously had some trouble parsing that question because he looked quite miserable. There's only two possibilities when i thought about what he meant. Firstly, maybe he's poking fun at how petite I am, especially my bust size.!!!! Second he's implying that I'm childish.
Its easier to ask the second thought first and he said that was it because he was able to talk to me quite easily even though I'm older than him. Blah! I wondered who's the kid now... Well I'm not really sure how to answer that question. Afterall, I am who I am. Maybe I'm childish or whatever but I'm still me. Besides, must I be childish to be able to have a conversation with a kid? Blahh! Hmmm....