okay, i am a chicken.
But it all happened too fast.
One moment I was the one pestering sharmie to go get LASIK
and she said she will consider
so i pegged it sometime around next year,
the next thing i knew,
she booked me in for an appointment
and tomorrow is the surgery.
HOW DID THAT HAPPEN??!?!!
omgomgomg, i am a big oversized fluffy cluck-y chicken.
cos i am freaking out like nobody's business.
every night since monday,
i have been lying on my bed
trying to keep my eyes open without blinking.
Training for the big day tomorrow.
then i get all those morbid thoughts like..
what if i sneezed during the operation?!
would my eyeballs pop out?
or what if i cant help it and blinked really tightly?
will the laser cut my lids instead?
okay, morbid. and a tad illogical.
But i am scaredy cat.
Sharmie is the brave soul who would explore weird bumps
and thumps in the middle of the night.
I am the one standing behind her,
hyperventilating and trying not to die.
I rather it a double eyelid surgery actually.
Then i can just close my eyes, not think
and open my eyes to beayooootiful peepers.
Or maybe thats just my superficial self talking.
on a totally random note,
i kop-ed mella's grey polish.
she got it from HK and it was the last bottle. boo hoo.
And...here is to no more specs Kelly.
Gone are those glorious days when specs could cover
a multitude of sins and i dont have to bother with makeup.
i will miss you spec-kies.
freaked out kelly