July Rebel

Just woke up, still tired. I didn't go down to help my parents today. I feel guilty even though I really have a lot to study. I dedicated my whole day yesterday to practicing piano, going to piano lesson and finding my way to my work branch so I have no time to study.

Yesterday, my mum made a totally rude comment. I bought pants at Giordano and than we were looking for some lip color at Watsons and I told her that I want to try on some mascara.

H: 'Mummy, I want to try on some mascara since I never use it in my life before.'
M: 'You need mascara for what?! Your eyelashes so short use mascara also no effect, must put fake ones first.'
H: 'Thanks a lot lor, for letting the all the people queuing at the cashiering area know about my eyelashes.'

I really don't get what she's saying except for the part she says my eyelashes are very short. I know they are short. That's the reason for mascara to come in, RIGHT?!

zzzzzz.

By the way, I'm not angry with her. But shopping with her is really fun and funny most of the time.

Before this incident, I was trying on pants at Giordano. Last time when I tried on pants I always need the person to get larger size for me. But yesterday was the total opposite. I'm not sure how the people calculate sizes, but I dropped 4 Giordano sizes. Quite a lot, because their sizes do differ by quite a bit.

My parents are always saying that I'm fat or huge. When mum and I went home yesterday and told my dad how she has to get me smaller sizes now, I realize they seem to be concern about my weight loss.