04.20.09
Flower Power
Photographer: Renato
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04.13.09
Update
Man did I have some emotional roller-coaster last week!
But as usual I don’t like to talk about feelings, let alone write about it.
My biggest achievement last week may be the 3 shirts I made and the biggest pleasure of the week should be the dinner I had with Mary under the bridge.I mean in some great eatery under the bridge. I should have taken some pictures of the food and the place. Cantonese culture of food–I am loving it. My friend talked so much I sometimes forgot what I was gonna say.
Mom’s new cat.
I was not so fond of cats, but I did see some cute ones lately.
04.06.09
Girls’ Night Out
Saturday evening I had a hotpot dinner with Mary and Xi in the same restaurant in Tianhe.
Walked part of the dinner off on the way to the metro. Mary managed to make a big shopping just between the restaurant and the metro station.By the time she paid her bill and we were about to leave I found out that I’d got 12 missing calls from Mira. This mobile has a very low volume, especially my ring tone starts with “She was born like a beauty queen” –Chris Cornell version.
By the time I got there I was 45 minutes late. I couldn’t believe at almost 11pm the metro train was still so crowded. I’ve never being out like that in many years.
And not only the metro–the clubs were all full. Many people were waiting outside. It was lucky that a friend’s friend knows the boss and we got in immediately.
It was not a live band drink-n-talk type, it was a “lady gaga” type (“just dance”), but Mira still yelled a joke into me–
She looked around and said:”This is typical one-night-stand.”
what? Then soon I realized she was talking about no seats.
So 4 girls, a bottle of Johnny walker and we were out around 1:30, everyone complaining about being hearing impaired then.
Poor Connie had to get up early the next morning, and she disappeared before we woke up.
Mira and I woke up past 10 and went for a brunch in the condo. Then we went for her favorite past-time–massage.
She met Vienen’s daughter outside of a beauty saloon after that, and the mom was desperate for a Nanny. Therefore Mira played the nanny I guess for the rest of the day and I left from there.
That was a weekend a bit different. I normally stay in and watch movies.
04.03.09
Oops, I screwed it up
I spend a fortune every few months (normally7-10 months) to fix my hair because when it comes to hair, I do not like surprise.
However, my friends still judge me for the pay, plus, I read this place that has great review and less costly. In the end I decided it was time for a little risk.
So after I described to the senior stylist on “I want this, I don’t want that; its this look not that look…”, then he did what all of the senior stylists would do–disappeared for the rest of the day, leaving me with his assistant.
I am familiar with the procedure–First you talk to the stylist, then you get assigned to his assistant, who actually does the work that counts, and it’s the assistant’s assistant who does the rinsing and the blowing and the “unrolling”.
Everything was fine but it was the root perm that went wrong.
It is soooooooooooooo strong, so screaming out loud that it shouldn’t be called a root perm. I thought a root perm is not supposed to show!
Anyway, “a mi cabelo no le gusta”, cause it goes so dry and looked damaged now.*——*
For Gordo he is always amused how women in general, are not happy with what we have, and even unhappier with what they are changed to.