Once again, it's one of those days I start whining abt my fugliness..hahahhaa...and no kidding...it's beginning to stress me more.

Nope, he hasn't been commenting badly abt me. I'm just self-conscious...probably over conscious.

I'm starting to envy girls who are tall, and dread my short legs. I don't look good in the pair of shorts I tried in Zara last week and the reason being my legs are short, hence, I look like a girl wearing primary school shorts. My hair's in a bad condition as well. Starting to get puffy, wavy and very very dry too. I definitely gotta do something about it during my return this time, but till now, I'm still in a dilemma of what I should do abt it. I'm most likely to head off to Beijing quite shortly after I return to Sg, and I don't really have time to"save" myself if I totally ruin my hair at the hairdresser's. Rebonding is the safest bet, but I look terribly fugly straight after rebond and it takes several weeks before it looks natural to me. Curls are nice, and my boy loves them, but those smooth curls are temporary..and it will never look that good if it's permanent. I'm so tempted to buy myself a straightening iron for my hair so that I can straighten my hair to neaten it in China, and if I'm gutsy enough, try curling my hair with it. It looks easy, but I haven't tried it before, and burning my hair is the last thing I ever want to do to myself.

Clothes...headache. Fell in love with this corset top in Warehouse last week. It was so pretty that my boy went "Try it! If it looks good on u, it's my present to u." I wished I had own it despite it being a freaking 55 quid for a top, but I couldn't fit into it at all. I only managed to squeeze myself into a size 10 (!!!!! since when did I upgrade from 6/8 to 10?!) and u know what? I couldn't even zip up the back! -.-

I want to wear a dress to the dinner with his parents. But argh...can't even find one that fits me well. I can't buy the clothes here too. Either the boob area is too tight/loose or the hip bit is too loose.

Shoes...muahaha...did I mention that I bought the pink sandals? It's 11cm high! Oh boy does it feel good having "grown" so much taller in it. But I'll face a huge problem in Sg. I've only got ONE pair of heels and it's old and quite dirty already. It's not a pretty pair as well. I just bought it just because it's black and I definitely had to find a replacement for my previous previous pair which snapped. Darn..I realise that most of the time, I'm going shopping and buying things ONLY because I desperately need "something" to replace a spoilt item now.

I can't wait for my placement to end now. I just wanna rush back to Sg and do some productive shopping (and again, shopping since I desperately need something decent enuff to wear to see his parents).