If only I had an ahoge which could do this.

Anyone who can walk to the welfare office can walk to work.

-Al Capp-

This morning, I pinned my hair back and used hair spray to keep it in place. Unfortunately, I got caught in a lil rain this afternoon, the hair spray gave way, and I ended up sporting an ahoge for the rest of the day.


Ahoge|アホ毛, アホげ (//), literally foolish hair, is a visual cue common to Japanese anime and manga. Consisting of a single, often large, lock of hair sticking out from the top of the head, it is most often used to identify foolish, bumbling or carefree characters.

-http://animanga.wikia.com/wiki/Ahoge-

Basically, an ahoge is a single lock of hair sprouting out of one's head because for some reason, some anime characters apparently have this special ability to make their hair "naturally" stick out. 

Let me show you some examples of ahoges:

See that crescent shaped single lock of hair sticking out of Kona-chan's head?

More examples:

 

Edward Eric's ahoge is short and almost unnoticable.

Left: An extremely exxagerated and curled ahoge which spells. lol. Right: Sekai looks cute with a long, thin, natural-ish looking ahoge.

If only I had an ahoge which could do this:

 Lolness.

Back to my point. 

I have always wished I had an ahoge in real life - it'd be so cute (as seen from above examples). Today, I finally - though my accident - had one. Truth be told, I don't think it was as cute as I thought it'd be. In fact, I thought it made my hair look funny.

GAHHH why won't my ahoge look good on me???

*cries*

Oh well, at least my wish came true and I got an ahoge, and I even wore it to my first day of work. 

*grins*

Which reminds me.

First day of work.

Wait, let me add to my list of employers on Facebook.

*dum dee dum*

Okay, done.

Everyone loves a "My First Day At Work" story.

Mine began like any ordinary day. 

....

*silence*

*hoot hoot*

*.....*

Who am I kidding?

Ordinary, Smordinary. I barely slept the night before, and then the next day I was so sleepy, I was so tempted to give myself "ten more minutes" (which of course, usually ends up to be two hours or so).

Then, I took a bath, where the water was so warm and soothing against the coldness of the dawn, I almost wished I could spend forever in there.

Pinned my bangs up, pulled my hair back into a pony tail, and liberally sprayed all over with hair spray, coz I thought it would be nice to look neat on my first day of work. Which I later on regretted. The air conditioning was so freaking cold that I wished I had my hair down as a scarf to cover my bare, exposed, naked neck.

On the contrary, the bus to work wasn't air conditioned, which was inconvenient in so many ways. 

Wanna know?

1. There is no air conditioning. Duh. 

2. The wind blowing through the open windows stink of carbon monoxide and dust.

3. Wind gives me dry eyes.

4. The air from the busy roads are blowing into my hair and face, making my face horribly oily even before I start my day at work, and my hair feels slick and tangled. 

5. Sweat.

6. I HATE SWEAT!!!

Sure, you'd say that there's no way I'd sweat, coz the windows are open and the wind brushing through your hair is like a nice, cool breeze. 

Well, you're wrong. As long as one is NOT in an air conditioned environment, one is BOUND TO SWEAT. No matter how strong the wind is, or how fast the ceiling fan is spinning. Singapore is HOT AND HUMID and no amount of wind can change that.

Air conditioning, however, dries the air up, hence making the air cold and dry. That, my friend, is the ONLY way to prevent sweating in Singapore. 

Point is, the 30 minute bus ride to work was unpleasant. 

Upon arrival at ExxonMobil, the first thing that came to my mind was "whoa, this refinery plant is huuuuuge!!" Being the blur person I usually am, I had a pretty hard time at first, being introduced to lots of stuff and all. 

One bad news: THERE IS NO FREAKING INTERNET!!!

Oh, this 6 months are gonna be great. 

Anyways, later on, I was assigned to my seat and I tried to log onto my computer but I couldn't coz apparently, I had the wrong password. Long story. Never mind.

Lunch was okay, the food was pretty cheap.

For the second half of my day, I pretty much just sat around, reading some stuff given by my senior, coz I had nothing else to do. 

All in all, I don't think my workload will be that stressful, but I can sense some responsibility coming in, and I'm beginning to wonder how people can actually leave work happy and still relax at home although they know there's unfinished business at work.

Coz I don't think I can.

Whatever. Bah.