Sunday, November 26, 2006

Hair's back in shape

All thanks to Hisato at Shunji Matsuo, my hair is back in shape. I'm totally exhilarated. He's good. The way he handles my hair resembles the way A does it.

He knew I was there to repair my hair. So when he asked me how I found his cut, and I gave him two thumbs-ups without hesitation, he was jokingly sceptical and responded with a "really???", thick Japanese accent and all.

Haha.

I guess I've found my temporary replacement for A. Nevertheless, still worried about A, cos his colleagues have been giving vague updates. I'm not even sure if he is mobile now. I'm really praying that he's not paralysed or something.

:(

Friday, November 24, 2006

I need my hairstylist back!!!

Damn upset.

Sigh.

This is the first time I've felt so crestfallen after having a hair cut. It's just not right.

Cutting hair is my one and only therapy. Usually after A cuts my hair, I feel brand new. Light. And dancy. But today, it felt like the end of the world.

Even the red colour doesn't look too right.

I feel so bad. I should be concerned that A is in ICU now trying to recover. Well, I am! But I think I'm even more upset that I might never have a nice hair cut as long as A is recuperating from the operation.

Where oh where can I find a damn good temporary replacement? Who can cut a girl's short hair well???

I might even go for a recut if I can find a good recommendation.

AARGH....

damn sian.

Sunday, November 19, 2006

The attack of the Banyan Tree Buaya



Uhm...yes...beware the Banyan Tree Buaya...

:p

(couldn't help it all right?)

Back from Banyan Tree in Bintan

One of my fav spots at the luxurious Banyan Tree resort is the infinity pool. Well, make that two infinity pools. This one (above) overlooks the South China sea. The other overlooks the beach.

And, once you sit on a deck chair, you are immediately served the following (as seen above, minus the green apple): two bottles of mineral water, with glasses, a mist spray to cool you down, a cold towel soaked in aromatherapy oil (I presume, it smells minty), and two sachets of insect repellant. All for free!

Stayed in the seafront villa (seen above), which was really nice. It's like your own little bungalow. I'm no architect, but I guess I could describe it as very Balinese. The Banyan Tree people would probably call it "Asian". What's best is, I see the sea from my four-poster bed. Yep, and there's a jacuzzi in my villa's balcony that overlooks the sea. Really nice. To get around the resort, I could even choose to call for the buggy!

Happen to be msn-ing olduvai now, and she mentioned that some friends raved about the bread served in the resort's restaurants. Yep, the complimentary bread, served before the main course, was really good!

And guess what, champagne is served at breakfast... so shiok!


Tuesday, November 14, 2006

my hairstylist and his motorbike accident

this is gonna sound so freaky...but my hairstylist (yes the one I praise for the great haircuts) met with a motorbike accident on Sunday!

I actually smsed him that day to ask if he was working on Monday. No reply. Which is strange, cos he's never one to turn away customers.

On Monday, with my shapeless hair getting in the way, I called his salon, to find out about the accident. Well, actually, the initial reply from his colleague was something like...

"He's on MC. Errr...actually he's been hospitalised. Errr....actually he met with an accident on his motorbike... Errr...actually he cannot really move now, so you call him on his handphone also he cannot really pick up..."

Like what the??? Can you please be more specific??? I actually had to ask the stupid guy: "他还活着吗?" cos he was so unclear about it!!!

According to another more in-the-know colleague, whom I think is his senior, my hairstylist is now in ICU and needs to undergo an operation cos some nerve in the back is being pressed on by something. Ok, so that sounds serious, but at least he's alive.

Oh man. Hope he's ok. I shall call the salon again soon for another update. So scary!!!

Saturday, November 11, 2006

Rain


I'm gonna miss out on the Rain concert, cos it's simply too ex. So...I'll just enjoy his photos...

Friday, November 10, 2006

Mayday Mayday here I come

About one month back, I was a disgruntled Mayday fan. The band was going to hold a concert together with Pin Guan and Bobby Chen, and the tickets were not for sale!!! You had to collect either 28 ABC Stout crowners or 56 ring tabs in order to exchange them for a pair of tickets. Crazy or what??? Mayday fans are people who don't drink stout!!!

I tried my luck, still.

FY's hubby operates a food court, and I asked him (through FY) for help. But according to him, the ah peks who drink the stout keep the tabs and crowners.

So, I decided to approach the kopi auntie at the coffee shop downstairs. She replied: "We also want to collect leh, they say can exchange for CD and many things."

Fine. I gave up. No way was I going to force people (well, only one person, and that is leo) to down gallons of stout just to get my tickets. I was going to boycott the concert! Hmph.

But then...

A miracle happened! Yesterday!

My colleague got a pair of free tix for me through her friend who works at a beer company. YAY!!!!!!

Mayday Mayday here I come!!!

Monday, November 06, 2006

the weekend flew by in a blur...

So many things happened over the weekend. And now I'm nursing a sore throat. The kind that precedes flu. The only thing good about it is that I now sound very husky and sexy. Haha.

I went for a three-day drum facilitation class conducted by Arthur Hull from the US. I spent three whole days drumming and playing percussions, so much so that now the rhythms are still in my head. The idea of the workshop is not to learn to play percussive instruments and drums, but to learn how to use it to build communities. My organisation sent me - last minute - to learn to use it as a tool to engage the youths I work with in a more creative way. Although it was fun, but I seriously don't know how ready I am to facilitate a drum circle.

What is a drum circle? Err...in short, everybody sits in a circle playing something, locking in to the same pulse. A facilitator goes into the middle of the circle and facilitates by making us play a different "song" each time. Something like that. I don't know how else to explain it. At the end of the three-day workshop, we headed to East Coast Park to carry out a two-hour drum circle, by inviting the public to play with us, any time they wanted to.

After East Coast Park, I joined my colleagues for a recce of the night trek route for our youths. They started earlier from Clementi Woods, while I joined them from Kent Ridge Park onwards. We trudged ALL THE WAY to Mount Faber. We walked like 5 hours??? Can die. But it was fun :) Cos the company was great!

I just need to get well now.