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Friday, May 27, 2005

Wednesday.

The day that rained cats & dogs. I had a hair-rising encounter. Perhaps, if you're reading this at mid-night or the wee hours of the morning, you can just skip this section of this post. Might be scary to some, but not exactly scary to me. It depends on the strength of your heart.

Left my house slightly earlier than 0700hr. So the lights of the entire neighbour wasn't switched on yet. Total darkness, and yes, it was raining really heavily. Walked through the block of flats so that i could get as much shelter as i could.

When i reached Blk 261B ( i live in 261A), i saw this lady, clothed in ALL WHITE. Long white sleeve top, along with a white knee-length skirt, or was it a also a long white skirt, that i can't remember. But she was all clothed in white, and that's like scary enough, considering how dark the neighbourhood was. What's more, she had long black shoulder length hair. Yes, very straight black hair, let down. She stood at the lift landing on the ground floor, leaning against the pillar. Still, she was carry a baby. And the pillar, of course, it's white. So the contrast of white, against the black atmosphere, woman clothed in ALL white, with a baby in her arms, on a rainy day. Imagine.... well, i couldn't make out her face, cause i was taking care of every step just to ensure that i don't slip & fall, considering how clumsy i am. But i seriously didn't take a look at her. And my wonderful mum had to pop up this question: "Does she even have a face? Or maybe "she's" headless. Maybe she's like those you commonly see in shows, lady in white, with baby in her arms, coming back to take revenge, haunting the family who killed her baby." My mum does the best job of sprouting nonsense. But i'm 101% sure she's a LIVING HUMAN.

Anyway, i found these words: "Volumerises & Revitalises". And guess where i found them? On the SHAMPOO BOTTLE. That explains the volume of my hair. =X. But yet, i'm still gonna use it. Who cares about the lion mane.

First week of school. The mood hasn't even settled in. Met my new bunch of classmates today. They're alright. Perhaps, just 1 weirdo. The rest are rather nice (at least for now). And i hope they'll stay that way. Still adapting.........

Seeing the recess gang tomorrow. At least i have something to look forward to after piano.

:)


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