Truth is..

I hate celebrating Hari Raya. I have always hated it.
It is a celebration I never looked forward to ever in my entire life.
No Hari Raya songs are able to enthusiast me at all, though there are some which are definitely my all-time favourite.

I really hate the occasion BIG TIME - personally.
It would be a time where my patience is truly tested every single minute.
Situations may take a turn in time (and I am sure it will and by then I will be all smiles and excited like a lil' kid) but that definitely won't be happening this year.

You just don't know how relieved I am when I know that the month is going to be over.
It's like 'Gosh! Thank god!!'

Still, its all about looking good for the month, isn't it?
Well, then, that shall always be the main focus.
Monis called last night and asked me out for facials on Sunday. So there she set an appointment and I am so looking forward to get my skin rejuvenated after all the tired moments at work.

That shall be my first facial ever in 26 years of my life!!
I don't know why and how come I finally relented to going for a facial.
Must be my dearest cuzzie who once told me that my skin is becoming more matured (not sure if he knew the difference between matured skin and stres.. hahaha) or was it just simply Monis!

I am planning to go for a haircut after that.
Get some cheeky bang-bang, snip an inch or two of the hair length, go for a layered-cut and have it dyed!
I am keen to see the disaster I am going to create.