It's the sixhundredandsisxtysixth post! And that means that this post bears the mark of the DEVILLLL!!!

*panic and chaos ensues*

I just suffered, yes, suffered through almost three hours of Helen of Troy.

Yes, it sucked.

No, I didn't get up off my seat because this is a part of my Furniture History Mid Term Assignment... dun dun DUNNNNNNNN....

My head is full of stuff that I cannot BEGIN to write about.

Happy belated birthday to Bear and Cornie!! (It was yesterday)

I love you both, but Bear more. hahahahaha...

My bucket list has not been touched! Nothing has been crossed out!!!

NOT EVEN THE HAIR THING!

Time's a changing. I go dye my hair soon but I can hear the resulting conversation, and it mirrors the one I had when I decided to wear one different coloured contact on the left eye...

Dad:

Why do you need to?

Me:

'Cos I want to try it out...

It's better to do it now than to do it when I'm fourty, kan?

Dad:

Well, you could do it... Never?

My father... makes a good case but not good enough.

Also,

It is HAIKU DAY!

We all burst into random.

It is just awesome.

(Though the Haiku day would pop up every so often throughout the year I shall still embrace it no matter how bad I am at it!)