Indecisiveness is slow torture

I'm gonna make this quick because my brother wants to use the laptop (which i hope he forgets) and i'm suppose to be sleeping.
Since i seem to have a ritual before i sleep it takes a while to get me even lying down in bed. Nothing bloodthirsty i assure.

My family is going to KL tomorrow.

But i also want to go out with Divya and the girls because i want to meet her cousin Kalparna (not sure how to spell her name) again. She is really cool.

And now i can't decide!

I really want to follow the family so we can go to Goethe and inquire about the classes. Plus, unlike all the "metropolitan" kids, I hardly visit the place.

Yet Divya is going off to China soon on Sunday and i'm going to miss her badly.

Decisions....decisions....

Still the trip out isn't confirmed so we'll have to wait and see.
If it's in the afternoon i think i can make it. I want to try on dresses with them at Nichii!
I've used the same dress too many times already.

Yes, i am like that.
I don't mind wearing the same pants or shirt any number of times out but a dress i think is totally different. It shouldn't be seen like tons of times in a span of 2 months.

Now, what else is going on in my mundane life?

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Yea, the PMR results are coming out next Tuesday and i'm bloody nervous.
Here's some tips to roughly know what i got on the day if you see me with a white slip in hand.

Square shoulders, a huge smile and almost or already jumping around. (With a joyous parent next to me)
I got more than i expected or AWESOME results. Which i doubt will happen.

Slouchy posture, dragging feet and looking down. (Probably being berated by my mom)
I got bad results. Simple.

Standing normal, small tight smile, and quietly walking. (Mom silently waking or quietly talking to me)
I got OK results but wished i did better.

Oh, and if i got more than i expected i will kiss the person next to me so...stand faaaaar away or get closer. LOL!

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I'm worrying about my hair.
The problem is that i wouldn't mind my long hair if it didn't look so pre-fringe, i.e. Form 1 painfully shy no confidence almost breaking to pieces everyday Azureen. And i want to stay kinda fresh with a new hair-do.
But if i keep my long hair i can do curls or what not for my cousin's wedding next year.

I have no idea what to do. I don't mind keeping it long because like my mom said. I can do more things with it.
Though, i'm the type that wants the things to be done right away or i will go on to something else in the mean time.
Like give me curls now and be done with it or just chop it all off so i don't have to waste money on elastic bands.

I asked a few friends and they keep giving me vague answers. Trying to be good friends la... You know what i mean.
I asked the guy friends and they say that they like my short hair.

I need to go to the hairdresser and ask. And they better give me good recommendations or else....I will start screaming or get a hair cut i hate and be sulky the whole day. *sigh*

To end off this actually quite long post...

I miss Walter. He's an e-friend from the US of A which i met when i was 12.
He's now in Brandeis in Boston (i think the equivalent of our uni? diploma?).
He is the only online friend i have that i never get tired of and is pretty open-minded.

I've met quite a few fake and disgusting narrow-minded red-necks. White trash kind of people. I know that is such a rascist mean thing to say but what can you do? Some people embody their stereotypes. Seriously, i hope to never meet them.

Anyway, we don't get the chance to talk often and even though there's Facebook, it's not the same and i prefer chat because you can bring up random things like when you talk face-to-face.

He says he misses me but yea, that wall i have built around my heart is trying not to let it touch me. I replied to his comment recently and maybe it seemed aloof and fake but i just don't want to make it seem like i'm desperate to talk to him.

I am reluctant to let him know that he's like a cool big brother and best friend all wrapped in one. I don't really think about him as a boyfriend like most girls who have e-friends would do(granted i have had an online bf *ahem*) but he's like the one i can have a long conversation with when i have millions of things to say.

The online e-friend i have known for so long and actually value the things he says.

I do miss talking to him alot. I know because i actually dreamt about him. I don't really dream about people unless i miss them or like really wish i met them.

Zurich
i updated already, Emily!