Crap I'm so angry I'm gonna cry.

I hate generation gaps. I just had a "supposed to be short and sweet discussion" with my mum. My mum has been trying so hard to make me cut my hair. And I am. I want to now. But the problem is, she wants me to cut my fringe short. As in, 0.5cm above the brow kinda short. The 90s kinda short. Like when I was in primary school. In other words, tootsy style.

HECK NO. No frickin way am I gonna go back to primary school. When no one said anything but I knew everyone was making fun of my stupid hairstyle. My hair was so short it showed of my ear lobes.

Mum thinks that whatever she felt in the past, whatever experience she had, is more than enough to tell me what I would feel if I had my hair cut the way I want it to. LIKE HUH. So what if you couldn't take it when your fringe touched the brow. I'm not you you know, I can live with my hair in my eyes and not give a toots about it.

I'm pissed she doesn't understand. She eventually allowed me to have my hair cut the way I want it to, but I said I'm not cutting until she understood why I wanted my hair cut that way.
I don't want to hear," Aiyah, it's your hair, you cut lah. Nevermind, if anything wrong then let it grow out in a few months lah. Oh, nevermind, you'll learn your lesson."

Old people think that just because they have eaten more salt than we have eaten rice, which in my case is duh obvious since I hate eating rice, they know what we should have and do and all. Unfortunately, they forget that they're living in the 21th century, where people think completely differently from before.

She still thinks she right. P*** AUWF.

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OK. It doesn't matter. Forget about the generation thing. I'd rather focus on what's more important. Sorry I just had to find an outlet to vent my frustrations thats all. =))

Cheryl took height and weight in school today and she became depressed for about 5 minutes. Then all the plans on just surviving on watermelons in school disappeared. Here's what Cheryl plans to do even though she gained 1.6kg and just 1cm.

Cheryl plans to pig out on food, try everything from every stall, try not to feel guilty. Eat all she wants and can and not do stuff afterward to lose the pounds on purpose. In simple terms, Cheryl is gonna be fat for a while. Haha. Get used to it. Oh but then she'll join dance which is apparently very very stressful, and she'll lose the pounds! =) No extra effort like going to the gym and all that. Oh joy!

Guess what I ate today? You'll never. =)

I ate wanton noodles ( Ok, maybe not the whole plate, but close to half. ) then I shared a slice of oreo cheesecake with Jonadab and had a scoop of chocolate ice cream. Argh. Jonadab just HAD to introduce me to the cafe (pronounced cafe without the 'ay' at the back) and the small cafe outside the popular bookstore. RARGH. (oh of course I didn't eat all that at one go. haha. that would be insane)

I realised how there were a few similarities between Jonadab and I. Like a mini-jinx. But can't compare to Jonnie and I. Jonnie is truely the jinxerestest. Explain how we can change DPs without warning at the SAME time. Not forgetting, putting up the SAME picture. Plus the many other things we did or have in common. Creeped me out once. Now, I'm kinda "used to it". Like when something happens, I won't say it out, cos I'm not surprised anymore. I'll just asked to confirm if he really is doing or has something, and then I'll just smile. Heh.

Yeah but anyway, back to the main point. I pigged out. Yeah. And I shared a slice of cheesecake! CHEESECAKE. Oh all the best Cheryl.