SHIKIMIKIE

I thought it's about time to get things done professionally. After two-three DIYs that is.  I mentioned before that I don't really like the punctuality of this salon. I booked a day earlier and I still waited for 30 minutes. Bellatrix Lestrange-ing  Coming in, I showed my stylist a reference picture and I told her that I wanted a lighter and brown hair and she was like, that may not be possible right now because the red tone in my hair is still overpowering so she was like, can we just stick to the red? What can I do, right? She dyed the roots and then bleached some parts because bleaching it all will cut the end of my already damaged hair. My poor hair.  I don't really know what this machine is for but maybe for treatment or something. Better absorption of damaging chemicals maybe? ;)  After Salon The Next Day I kind of liked my hair curled. Should I consider? Well quite a long a time ago, I've been told that my hair wouldn't actually hold curls so who am I fooling...

One thing you have to know about dentist here in Japan is that it takes time. Like, so much time. You have to go there every week or when your next schedule is due. Don't get me wrong though! Many of my workmates testified that dental stuff done here is almost good for a lifetime so if you're staying here in Japan for quite a while and considering having some dental works done, then I suggest you start now.  Me at the dentist! Anyways, being covered by the Japanese Health Insurance, it didn't cost me much. Or so I would like to think. But I also think that it's expensive. Let's just put it this way. The "discounted" price per session that I paid here is the full price I would have to pay in the Philippines. Or even more! Even though apparently, Philippine Health Insurance system doesn't think oral health is of importance. I'm just saying. But in general, one should not convert/compare currency when in different places (I ALWAYS DO).  Anyways, I was...

You don't have an idea how I want to change my blog's name to something relevant to being pissed all the time. But nah I'm not turning this blog to a rant blog. Just tempted. Anyways another entry for y'all.  So as I was in a hurry to go home because the bus would always be full at 6 am, right? Then it happened. The driver said "last two person" and we were like 10 remaining. Great! And I was like joking around and blocking the person in front of me but she was able to go in of course. I was not even second so I know I wouldn't be able to go in. Anyways. What pissed me off is the TAXI INCIDENT. The driver told us to go up and talk to the people at the office so that they could give us the tickets for taxi and then two of us did. One Nepali and I. I don't know why the rest didn't go though. So yeah that happened. When we went up, they were questioning why the rest didn't go up and demanded we call them and that they wouldn't call the tax...