Friday, April 4, 2008

Bad hair day


Eight day.

I was late in my International Business Class and it was really a bad hair day for me- literally. I slept after eating lunch with Hoyang. When I woke up, it's already ten minutes before 3pm. So I had to rush. When I arrived, I realized that my hair was in disarray and everyone especially my teacher, Lisa Geyl, was giving a big fuss over it. And I hated it. What's the matter with an unkempt hair?

Today, we are going to the immigration office to file for an alien registration. Another expense. Now I know why Rizal had to keep a journal of all his purchases. I might be doing just the same soon.

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