Ru Min, 19, is a controversial Christian and perfectionist who adores God, Coldplay, pizzas, photography, aesthetic writing, indie music, oxblood, pumps and Luanna Perez. She spends most of her time in her thoughts and laughing at text posts. More...
Tuesday, April 24, 2012 @ 11:14 AM
If you checked the time I posted this, you shall be AMAZED. *_* Okay, failed attempt of sparkly eyes BUT you shall still be AMAZED - no, not because I'm blogging at an ungodly hour but ironically, I'm blogging in the MORNING. The sun is shining, the birds are singing, the clouds are... fluffying? Nevermind that. My point is... I'm blogging in the MORNING. On a TUESDAY. A WEEKDAY. Which only means...

I SKIPPED SCHOOL. :D

Fuyoh, Ru Min whey. Skipped school. Bad ass lah now.


Ohh-kayyy. Anyway, it's not really such a big deal because my school is having the sports day rehearsal today so I don't wanna waste my time there and getting a useless tan during the whole rehearsal. Alright, back to the topic.

Hair. Nope, no more braids this time. As a matter of fact, no more braids for a LONG time.

BECAUSE I CUT MY HAIR. Look.


Just trim a little, they said...
Only four inches, they said...

Scumbag hairdresser. Ugly before, UGLIER NOW. -_- And if you didn't notice, I got myself a fringe! Suckish fringe. He totally ruined my hair lah, the fringe wasn't what I had in mind. My current fringe doesn't even look like a fringe. It's like this thin strip of hair that's too short to stuff behind my ears. And the worst part is the fringe is causing zits to sprout on my forehead AND YET it is too short to cover them. Yaaay. V-___-V

"WHY DID YOU CUT YOUR HAIR?!!"

Screamed at, stammered, spat at and asked - the ultimate question I received numerous times. You see, if you don't know me that well/haven't seen me before, my hair is epicly long - it's until my hips. I looked like those tribes in China who stay on high mountain tops, singing country songs all they long.

Yep, this is me before my haircut. My black version of Rapunzel's hairrr. :')

So, why did I cut it? I don't know really know the answer myself. Perhaps it's because the day before I cut my hair, we were doing a Biology project in school. We're supposed to look at pollen grains under microscope but IDK which genius (if I'm not mistaken, I think it's me ._.) decided to look at MY hair instead so we did. I chose a fairly long strand and placed it under the eyepiece and adjusted the power while a few of my eager friends crowded around.

And lo and behold! I almost fainted when I saw that strand of hair. MY hair. Under microscope. It was the most DISGUSTING sight I've ever seen. MY HAIR HAD SPLIT ENDS! It might not be disgusting for you because maybe you get split ends all the time BUT I DON'T. NEVER. But it wasn't just split ends. Every split end of the hair... HAD ITS OWN HAIR. D: Can't picture it? PAINT TIME.

You asked for it.

It was so revolting and my friends were gagging when they saw it. As much as I don't wanna part with my hair, those ends HAD to go. Yuck! My mum then brought me to the hairdresser the next day and I asked to trim my hair straight so the dude cut off four inches of my hair. Fine, four inches. I still can tahan. Then, I decided to get a fringe. I've never gotten a fringe for seven years so of course I'd like to think about it first lah. He said normally people who got fringes had their hair layered so I said, "Layered, it is!" I was still discussing with my mum whether I should get a fringe or not. It seemed like she was more unwilling to let the dude cut off my hair than me, LOL.

But when we were still discussing, THAT SCUMBAG TERUS CHOPPED OFF MY HAIR FROM THE FRONT! I stared at the loose clumps of hair on my lap for a long time then at the mirror in front of me. I had fringe immediately. AND IT SUCKED. He doesn't know shit about cutting fringes, I looked like crap! Fuhhh. I was still kinda shocked that I'd lost so much hair in such a short notice - PLEASE LAH, I was still DISCUSSING when he cut off my hair! That scumbag!

Still in shock, I didn't realise what he was doing with the rest of my hair until a foot long was gone. A FOOT LONG. ARE YOU KIDDING ME? A FOOT LONGGG! FUHHHHHHH. I hate my hair instantly. Looks like shit! >:( Mun Mun said it suits me well since layering gave my hair more texture and volume and many said I should've cut years ago. But nobody denied the fact that my fringe sucks.

I AM SO GONNA GET A NEW FRINGE. AND A NEW FRINGE I SHALL GET.


Of course, I'll go to a different hair parlour, hmph. I hope my new fringe will look fine on me, sigh. And able to cover my zits, too. (Y)

This sounds so cliché but I really do miss my long hair and my fringeless forehead. Now, I have to wait for two long years for my hair to grow back. :(
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Wednesday, April 18, 2012 @ 12:17 AM

Words are clogging up my mind and everything's starting to get blurry. I have so many things to say but so little time! Gahhh. But first, lemme blog about my birthday. Hahaha, vain much? Well, I turned seventeen on the 5th of April which means... I SHALL GET MY DRIVER'S LICENCE! Soon. I'm growing physically but my mind is still so childish. Really, I think it stopped developing since I was six. Darn. And I don't feel anything different about myself. Maybe I'm a bit more confident (or too confident ==) and daring nowadays but my indecisiveness is still the same. I hate being ambivalent about the littlest things, ugh!


Anyway, proceed. Enough of my ramblings. :)

I still look the same. Which is bad. :( No sudden transformation of my physical appearances, unfortunately.

I don't really like the title of this post but that's the only term I can think of that clearly explains what this post is about. Yea, I'm blogging about the presents I receive. I shouldn't because it may seem like I'm boasting but I want to. They are my memories! :') And just so you know, I didn't expect to receive any, I swear. On a side note, no one gave me a Mockingjay pin/necklace. Aww, NVM. Wishes and hugs are enough to get me through the year. Yea, I know, I'm someone who's easily satisfied. :P

Presents that I've received on my birthday. Those that are not in this picture mean they're given after my birthday. And I really thank those people because they need not give me any! After all, my birthday is already over.

First one to be opened by me is from my grandparents.

They never fail to give me a card. I have seventeen cards now. :') Check out LAST YEAR'S.

From Amanda Lee Yi Shien. :P She asked me to guess what was inside the box but ended up telling me, anyway. "If you can't wear it, you MUST let me know, okay? I still have the receipt; I can go and change it!" LOL.

Yay for Barbie paper! :D


This is really pretty. Thanks for this, Amanda! :D I can wear it, BTW. I'm not that fat, hahaha.

Found this on my fence. Apparently, my neighbour/ex-schoolmate passed it to me but the present wasn't from him (as expected, haha).


The turtle is so adorable!

Inside laid this book. AND IT WAS EVEN WRAPPED, FUYOH.

IT'S FROM CCY! AWW, I LOVE YOU. ♥

I flipped the book over to read the synopsis and a chill ran down my spine...

It was something to do with Asperger's Syndrome. Right before opening Ccy's gift, I was reading another book...

Jodi Picoult's House Rules. Strange enough, it was also something to do with Asperger's Syndrome. Creepy much? D:

Proceed to the mail from the Land of Oz. I just adore my sister. :3


Teehee. So excited.

These were the contents.

I read the postcard first but it was for my grandparents so I just placed it aside. Not good to read other people's stuff lah, right? :)

Flipped the letter over - "NOT SALONPAS". LOL, dude, hilarious lah! (But I thought it really WAS Salonpas, hahaha.)

Wanted to tear open the letter but then, I saw this and laughed like mad. Hahaha, click HERE to get the joke, LOLOLOL.

What? I like the sticker! :)

THE CARD IS SO NICE LAH.


SEE? THE PICTURES ARE SO PRETTY. :O

Buddy! ♥

I opened the Salonpas box and guess what I found?

THESE HOMIES! :D SO NICEEE.

Omagad, they're from Diva. Must've cost her a bomb. D:

Four changeable pendants for the necklace. How cool is that? :D

Opened my unnie's present next. Super huge whey.


Fuyoh, contains so much sentimental value.

IDK how long I smiled when I read all the notes, Wei Yin. :')

Was reading the sweet notes she left me when suddenly, I saw this :

I was like, "WTH is this? A shirt?" Then, I flipped it over.

OHHH, I GET IT. ;))) I smiled like mad, okay. *blushes* HAHAHAHA.

LOL, so much cotton for what? Trying to achieve a dreamy effect, is it? :P HAHAHA.

SO PRETTY! I love this. Just makes me feel SO vain.

So pretty whey! :D

The following presents are those that are given after my birthday. I love them all! :D Thanks, guys!

These wonderful masterpieces are from mah homie, Bryan Ongz! :D :D :D Omagad, Bryan, I can't even express my feelings for them whey.

I loved them at first sight! TOO CUTE. The ultimate start of ringz collection, for sure! :')

Ahh, this is from Kaveeta, my awesome buddy from Sri KL. She's the first friend I made there. :3

Thank youuu! It's currently residing beside the card you gave me last year, Tata. :D

Hafiza, mah homie! Thanks for your card, I love the simplicity of it! :)

HAHAHAHA, TABLENEH, TABLENEH. ;)

Fuyoh, romance ah?

WHOA, COMIC LAGI. Good, easy to read. :D Thanks, Hafiza!

CHOCOLATES! And I'm supposed to be dieting. THANKYOUVERYMUCH, HOEV QUAN. -_- LOL. I will eat it when I reach my targeted weight. Which is never. HAHAHAHA. Thanks, anyway! :)

Well, my seventeenth birthday wasn't that bad. In fact, I had a blast! Not forgetting to mention the fact that Hafiza and Wei Yin sang screamed birthday songs at me after school, LMAO. :P Will never forget that. Oh, I asked for an electronic weighing scale as a birthday present from my parents because I was so SICK of being given false hope by those scumbag weighing machines in my house! -_- But they said it was too expensive. Oh, wellz. :/


Wishes, hugs, evil jokes, gifts and songs. I don't deserve to have such great people as friends, really. Thanks a million, guys, for everything. And Lord, thank You because I'm still alive and kickin'. ;)
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