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Wednesday, April 12

I seemed abit emotionally overwhelmed in my previous entry... Must have been the stress piling from studying the 2 quizzes. Well at least they are over, but as I returned hall to sleep today after 30 exhausting MCQs altogether, my subconsiousness suddenly reminded me of one quiz question. And somehow I remembered the numbers in my mind and without the question paper, my fingers happily punched the calculator while my brain happily worked out the correct answers =_= . And I couldn't sleep after that liao, coz my fingers and brain are happy that they finally got the right answers but my heart isn't happy coz the answers came a bit too late...

It's amazing how our subconscious mind works. I guess the genuises are the ones who can make their subconsciousness work concurrently with their conscious minds in the midst of stress. That must be the secret formula, by embedding knowledge in the subconscious mind unconsciously.

Anyway, my hair is black now. Charcoal black. No, black is not the funky colour, just that my previous colours were rather messy so the stylist wanted a uniform background colour before he could colour my hair next week. I haven't seen myself in charcoal black hair since... since... never mind, but xp n hmm actually commented I look good in black hair. Well, it does make me look more decent (But maybe it's the person la... Looks good in whatever hair colour mah...) so I am still fine with it. I guess it makes me look different in a positive way.

I can proudly say now, I am Asian and I am proud of my black hair! =)
Until next week, at least...

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