Naahh..... still not quite finished...

I. AM. FAMOOSHED!

If there is such a word. *Rolling shoulders and head, and hearing the click-clacking sound of bones* Or wateverlah, you know what I mean. It is astounding to witness the mountain load of my own stuff. I don't mean clothes. Not toothpaste, shampoo or conditioner coz am not taking any of those, but creams, basic medication (I am prone to ulcer, my Kenalog never leaves my side) heck, can't even remember what's in that bag now. I haven't even included my make-up bag yet. Funny how just basic make-up and skin care itself occupied all corners of the bag. And I really mean basic. Guys, you DON'T want to know, okay?

I am bringing minimum clothings, and they are being used to cushion the more delicate things in the luggage. 'Sip' here 'sip' there. I think I can't tahan till midnight liao. Worse still, my hairdresser called this morning asking me to go on Saturday morning instead of tomorrow afternoon. Dey! I am flying tomorrow night lar! So how? She has opened up a new grocery store at Glen Waverley and she has to be there. Not my fault right? Appointment was made nearly two months ago wor. See see we both agreed on tomorrow morning 8.30am lor.

Sei mou. Usually 8.30am I am JUST waking up lar. Wat to do? Have to go lar, bring Aidan along, and do the 'Touch and Go'. Meaning Touch up and Go home and wash. Liddis oso can.