Casual Poet

My hair has always been a source of problem.
I have thick (but thinning) hair that is as dry as wilted grass and as "pong" as a tutu skirt.
For the past few months, I have been swaying between straight and curly hair.
Yesterday, when i enter the salon
All it took was the auntie to go "Wah, your hair very messy!"
And I have a new look...

I am Lion King once again.
I hope i didn't make the wrong decision to perm/curl.
Because I am seriously contemplating of rebonding it now.
-gawd-

In "celebration" of my impending trip to Wuhan, I got myself a good luggage deal from Tangs. Wanted to get the fiery red one but the wheels crashed on me and I was lazy to lug it back home myself. Thus, I settled for grey. Guess what's the first thing that entered my luggage?

The cat made himself home.
Ah mao: "This is my territory now."

Went to Casual Poet at Chinatown with Yao and Jess.
The place is cool because it endorses and supports independent music and stocks many non-mainstream magazines. (Lesbian mag, anyone?)

It's time to start recording the details of our busy lives, our experiences in this crazy, noisy and chaotic city of ours.
It's time to leave certain things and people behind these yellowed journal pages.
and then maybe
we'll be able to move on..
-Casual Poet-