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this photograph is proof
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Reaching home at an amazing time of 8pm on a saturday is NEVER a good thing , and i was to find out that it is indeed a bad precedent.

Hung out with Mattie and his band and basically watched them jam the whole day and i was itching to get my hands on the drums but i was too paiseh to ask la .

Mattie drove me home after that cus' they have a private gig later and yeah we had a long talk in the car about some personal issues and i'm glad to say that everything has been resolved.

So what does one do at home on a saturday night ?

NOTHING.

I was so desperate that i switched on the telly , which is always a last resort so its a good gauge of how bored i was and good ol' Mediacorp obviously doesnt give two hoots about the pathetic bunch of people staying home on sat nights cus there was NOTHING on tv but boring drama serials and the same goes for SCV .

Sure , the Naked Chef is cute but re-runs of his cooking shows are NOT.

I decided to pluck my eyebrows since they starting to look unruly and having done that i scrutinised my face for awhile in the mirror and was satisfied that the breakouts on my forehead were clearing.

Then i saw it.

HAIR.

BETWEEN MY UPPER LIPS AND MY NOSE.

I've always acknowledged the presence of the fine hairs there and never gave much thought to it though it receives quite a bit of unwanted attention sometimes and the last time i tried to shave it , i felt like a man.

And not surprisingly i nicked myself with my dad's shaver.

I decided to leave it alone ever since and as the chinese believe , women who have moustaches are generally pretty :p

But tonight , my moustache looked particularly conspicuous ( boredom does wonders to one's sanity ! )

I was disgusted.

I wanted to shave it but the small scar i have above my upper lip thanks to the nick scared the shit out of me so i decided to shelve it.

BUT HEY !

I HAVE WAX STRIPS!

Now if you were wondering why the hell i have wax strips , i'll be honest and tell you.

I'm virtually hairless on my limbs but hairy like hell everywhere else.

I'm obsessed with keeping myself free of fuzz.

Everywhere.

Yep.. It hurts but i've gotten used to it . Its just like plucking your eyebrows , to describe the first few times as painful is definitely an understatement.

Its more like traumatising and excruciating.

Okay.. I digress.

So i rubbed the wax strips between my palms to warm it up and since i was already an old-timer when it comes to waxing , i thought nothing of stripping off my moustache by it.

AND OH FUCK IT HURTSSSSSS!

My skin throbbed with the painful aftermath for awhile and seeing that the fuzz wasn't completely removed i went ahead with the stupid decision of waxing it again the second time even though i wasnt supposed to.

AND OH FUCK IT HURTSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS !

My skin felt like it was burning and quickly i went to wash it with running water to ease it.

When i went back into my room and looked into the mirror , i screamed and almost fainted.



OMFG OMFG OMFG OMFG !!!!!!




WHAT THE FUCK!?!

It had swelled visibly on top of the redness and i look like a circus clown.

OH MY LORD.

WHAT HAVE I DONE.

As of 10pm , my face still looks exactly like that .

I am so doomed.





And the fine print reads "Swelling and redness may occur"



THE CULPRITS.

How the hell am i going to go out tomorrow if the worst happens ?

*snarls*