Hope I don't botch this one...

I'm kinda sleepy.... but I have to do some work stuff after midnight. Yes, specifically after midnight.

Anyway, I'm cooking beef with asparagus right now. Actually, I'm letting the beef marinade for a while. Tomorrow, this will be our packed lunch. :)

I just realized that I've never cooked anything this complicated before. The hardest viand I have cooked was chicken adobo. I know that one's easy, but I still botched that adobo. It was waaay too salty. My younger brother said I had the tendency to make any food salty. :(
I think I have botched fried food too... just couldn't (or rather, wouldn't want to) remember.

I sure hope I won't botch this one too. :)

I don't like haircuts...

Ozzie and I got a haircut today. It has been a habit that we get our haircut at the same time. It's really sweet.

We sat side by side to get our hair cut.

I really don't like haircuts, to be honest. I don't like anything drastic to be done to my hair. Just a simple trim or a safe hairstyle would do.

When I got there I didn't know what hairstyle I would get so I asked for a magazine. They gave me a few ang I picked one I liked. It's just a simple cut, just straight but with long bangs on the side.
The girl who cut my hair was the girl who cut my hair before, and I hated it. She didn't follow the cut I wanted.

Anyway, we proceeded with the haircut. Usually, when I get my hair cut and they're cutting my hair too short I feel anxious. I really fear haircuts... this has been true eversince highscool, when I got a really awful haircut. I looked like a mushroom. I couldn't tie my hair because it was too short, I couldn't clip it because it was too shaggy. I couldn't do anything about it but just let it look so awful. Enough with the dreadful flashbacks...

The initial cut was fine. She just cut a few inches from my hair. I felt safe.

After blowdrying my hair, I actually liked the cut, just a simple one. When the haircut lady was doing the layers of my hair, I couldn't do anything but be shocked, since she already cut it. The layers were too high!! I couldn't say stop... because then the layers would be weird and uneven. I trusted her, but all throughi=out the haircut I felt butterflies in my tummy. I was nervous.

Well, the final result? I don't like my hair.

Remember the scene in Charlie's Angels where Drew Barrymore was a punk? My hair looked like hers. It's so weird. I look like a punk.

I'm just hoping that later, when I wash my hair it wouldn't look so bad.

I wasn't safe after all...

Fat loss challenge

A few months ago I have been trying to gain weight because I'm underweight.

Now... I'm trying to lose the weight I gained.
The fat just goes all to the wrong places! I was hoping the fat would evenly distribute. But now, I have excess fat on my tummy... My arms and hips are really big. Anyway... I'll lose the weight in time. I don't like diet...
Hmmm.. okay I'll regulate food intake. Except chocolate, ice cream and cake!

I wanted to buy one of those exercise machines you could use at home (I saw one in Rob, just 4K) because I don't have time to go to the gym... but I changed my mind when I can't even go up 4 flights of stairs to go to my apartment.

I was watching TV and saw the infomercial for handy roller. Its a massager which supposedly breaks down fat. How in the world can a massager break down fat? It's just too good to be true. hehehe. Who believes those anyway?

My own blog

I'm starting my own blog. I have another blog but it's an Ozzie blog.

Just about everything I have in mind. Ozzie or non-Ozzie I'll put it here...

Yeah, I know I don't have much time... but I'll try.