Just a little rant tonight since I've got nothing to do. Well, not nothing but rather just feeling like chilling on a tuesday night especially since I've got my day off from university tomorrow so I can sleep in. 

A couple things happened the past few days, I wouldn't call them drastic but it's definitely a change. First off, I've got a terrible eye sty which is just fantastic, even had to cancel my London trip that was supposedly tomorrow because of this damn swollen monstrosity. So that's no fun at all and pleaseee sakeessss make this horrid thing go away soon. Going to class in glasses without any make up on these past few days made me feel like I literally just woke out of bed and ran to class. 

But enough of that eye, I don't suppose it's going to get any better with me ranting on about it. So moving on, second big change. I've got a new favourite colour. No it doesn't sound like a big deal but for a person like me who went through a couple of "phases", I suppose this is the stage where I would say I've moved onto the next phase. I remember I used to obsessed with purple as a 10 year old but hey, least it's not baby pink! Then I got stuck with green for quite awhile, even having my glasses frame in green. And then from green, blue and green started to grow on me and since I couldn't decide which I liked more, I ended up being mad obsessed with teal which is a nice little combination of the two. Don't get me wrong, I still love teal but I've also got a new favourite now. Using my art knowledge from IB and sounding just a tad bit geeky, plum, coincidentally enough it's the complementary colour of teal which just works out perfectly.  

Since I've got here, I've bought a plum or well, some would say maroon, knit top, plum acid washed denim shorts and a plum coloured pillow for my bed to go with my teal fleece blanket. But that's not all that's plum, the bottom half of my hair is now plum as well. That's right, I just did my first hair dying at home two days ago in the bathroom and well, though I would have loved to see the plum appear on my hair like shown on the box, I'm very happy with the outcome. You can't see the plum in a normal room because of my damn, dark brown hair but under the light, especially on a sunny day, there are just perfect tints of plum which are visible on the bottom half of my hair. I do love the colour and heck, the plan in a couple of weeks or months depending on how long the colour stays on, is to dye my entire head in that shade of plum. It's gorgeous, even if you can't tell a difference that I have dyed my hair. I'm absolutely in love with the colour. And I must say, not too bad for a first dip dye on my hair (Y). 

Of course I could always bleach it and then all colours would come out perfect but no way in hell do I intend to destroy half of my hair by bleaching it. I've seen too many examples where people's hair have literally, turned into hay texture due to the over dying and bleaching. And as much as I love dying my hair, I do not intend to have rough, almost fragile hay hair. I do like the soft, smooth texture of my healthy hair and I intend to keep it that way. Amazingly enough, my hair is adapting very well to the UK weather and environment, it's sort of brilliant how dry it gets because by the time I head to bed on most nights, my hair's already all dried. Back in Hong Kong, oh god if it were a humid wet day, it could sit there on my shoulders for 6 hours and by the time I head to bed, it would still be slightly damp which then I end up waking up the next morning most likely with eeky gross hair. 

Speaking of waking up, I slept at midnight last night thinking how amazing it would be that I could sleep in today since I didn't have any classes till two in the afternoon. And apparently, a big mistake because just when I was deep in sleep dreaming about I believe it was packing my clothes from Hong Kong back to here, all of a sudden, the bloody fire drill goes off. Ever had that moment before? When you're just so sound asleep it's like you're in heaven and then all of a sudden, an ear blasting ring that initially, sounded like my alarm clock. Literally, I jumped out of bed and the first thought that hit me was, "why is my bloody alarm ringing?" and then it took another couple of seconds before I realized oh, shit, it's the effing, fire drill. You have got to be kidding me. 

Never before had it happened but I had to walk down to the main entrance of the halls where everyone was gathered, in my pink and white stripped furry dress robe, flip flops, glasses and horrid bed hair. Oh my, boy is that never happening ever again. That was beyond, terrible. And to make matters worse, I couldn't go back to sleep after it was over because that bloody fire drill had woken me up completely. And let's be honest, it's never a good thing to head back to bed once you've woken up because a. you're just going to end up in a wayy deeper sleep and god knows if I would end up waking up late for my afternoon classes and b. it's close to impossible. 

So what did I do this morning? Moped around, made breakfast and watched all the current episodes of the latest season of Survivor and The Paradise. What. A. Morning. At least now with my london trip for tomorrow being cancelled, I suppose I could sleep in and then get some work done in the afternoon. And please oh please, let me wake up with a normal looking eye tomorrow. This bloody sty is killing me.