I drank a peach snapple this morning and the fact on the cap was:

The fastest recorded spped of a racehorse was over 43 mph.

Imgine that...

Yesterday I went to Trader Joe's in El Cerrito Plaza with Olivia. I admit that I do go there often...very often. I used to go practically everyday, but I've cut it down to about every other day now. But every time I do go in, I recognize the employees. I never really though that'd they'd recognize me because they have so many patrons coming in and out everyday. My assumption, however, was debunked when I went in yesterday. Like always, I saw the same employees and they saw me. As I was browsing the snack aisle, one of the employees with his worker-friend mockingly asked me in a very sarcastic tone "can I help you find anything?" which was followed by a chuckle. I've been in that store so many times, I know where all the products are located like the back of my hand so he was obviously not asking a sincere customer service question...jerk.

After we got home, Olivia and I started to think that the Trader Joe's employees probably talk about us saying things like "do you see those two asian girls everyday?" "why do they come in so often?" "I bet they have some sort of problem" How sad...So I've come to the decision that I'll be doing my grocery shopping at the Trader Joe's in Emeryville from now on....at least until the employees there start to recognize me.

When it comes to "doing" my hair...I don't. But after I got that horrible hair cut and then got it "fixed", it looks hideous if I don't style it. So Thursday I decided to use a flat iron (a new contraption that was recently introduced to me). But because of my lack of experience with this thing, I had a horrible accident...I burned myself! Not on my hand, not on my neck...but on my face!!! If you saw me this weekend, you might have noticed that I had a large red patch on my cheek right next to my nose (hard to miss)...yea, that was the result of my flat iron accident.

It happened as I was flat ironing the front parts of my hair. As I was getting to the ends of my hair, my phone rang so I turned my head to see who was calling. Too bad I didn't move the flat iron while I was turning my head cuz the next thing I know I hear sizzle of my skin burning against the flat iron. ouch!!! I tried everything to make it better, but nothing works. I've been putting neosporin on it everyday, but it still hurts =( But the grossest part is that the skin is half peeling and half not. And where it's peeling, pus keeps oozing out. Basically, I look like a leper. Don't worry...I'm not contagious.