a Hair Inn haircut for an immense 13 bucks.

greetings beings. love this la, it rhymes.



greetings,
beings.



what else can i say? i rule.


laugh out loud.



it sounds so good i'm just going to do it a few more times.


greetings beings greetings beings greetings beings.





now that i have mused myself, i shall go on to the post proper.


you'd realise i'm using more italics now.

i've realised it's a pretty effective way to blog, it makes things clearer. coupled with more spaces like this



, hopefully it would make for a better read. see, i do keep my readers (all three of you, including me) in mind. such consideration. i rule.



you would realise i sound pretty egoistic today. that's cos i have a shrub on my head. and i'm pretty irked by it, so i have to reclaim my self esteem.





haha. nah. i'm just being lame/irritating. obviously i'm not such an egopok. just ask people who know me. they'd probably say things like "derek is such a great person. he's friendly. kind. (*insert any superlatives to that effect.) "



so REALLY, i'm not such an egopok. like duh. haha. REALLY LA. no one said i was actually. but i'm just being lame/irritating. it's nice to have something to defend against. it's a challenge.








OH WELL. i love my hair, but my sista said it looks like a helmet. but i don't really blame her, especially if she continues stuffing me with these sorta things:





an oreo cheesecake that is more oreo than cheesecake.... mmmm



my sister bakes, gives half of the cake away, and guess where the other half goes to??


you're one up here kevin liam.

and my sister bakes a lot. she has gone nuts, baking close to 10 sponge cakes in almost as many days.






the process - where the cake is turned upside down to stretch it. not su-uure if it works though.



one of her earlier cakes. hmmmmm. hehehe.



it's crazy la, one cake needs like 7 or 8 eggs. oh well i suppose she loves baking.


and this is the barney the very nice onesimus surprised her with.














and this is barney again, albeit a rather deflated barney now, hanging upside down, but still floating. it's kinda depressing, like a dying fish on deck that isn't dead yet, but still flipping about. =(

so he rests in peace under my sis' bed for now, awaiting that fresh pump of he-he-helium.