Being excessively bored, I decided to Google poisons found in household ingredients. To my delight, I discovered that Sodium Laureth Sulphate (it's in your shampoo as an ingredient, probably 2nd or 3rd on the list, if you don't believe me go check it out on the label. If it isn't there, look for sodium lauryl sulfate or ammonium lauryl sulphate) is actually a harsh cleansing agent used to clean garages.

So when we are washing out hair happily in the bathroom, we are actually using diluted versions of garage soap on our hair, corroding it. Wonderful. Now I know why my hair is so dry. *glares daggers at shampoo sitting in the bathroom*

To top it off, did you know that alcohol is toxic? Nope, not the alcohol you drink, alcohol like ethanol and isopropyl alcohol. Every conditioner contains it. Even my expensive L'Oreal hair mask, to my consternation, which lists it as the 7th ingredient. It's really comforting to know that the stuff used to disinfect tables during life science and cleaning your skin before injections is on my hair. I knew I shouldn't have bothered with the shampoo. Could've saved me some energy lathering up and washing the shampoo off.

And, out of curiosity, is washed hair supposed to feel like super-clean glass, where when you drag you fingertips across it you can hear the squealing sound? Because my wet hair felt like that -- like I just dumped a whole bucket of alcohol in my hair. The last thing I need right now is very dry hair, thank you very much.

I am very much tempted to go organic and apply banana hair masks and yoghurt and whatever recepies they have out there, but then again it would have been a waste of a perfectly good banana/yoghurt/said ingredient. Why apply it on hair when you can comfort your stomach? Besides, some of the recepies for hair masks are perfectly edible, like banana smoothies (minus the cream and sugar). I'm afraid that instead of applying it on my hair, it would go straight into the oesophagus of my idiotic, annoying sister.

Synthetic fragrances stink. I hate their strong smell. Especially fragrances that smell like almonds.

Oh look speak of the devil (my sister you dolt). Now she's trying to lift the 26" LCD screen TV in an attempt to demonstrate her strength. What a laudable quest.

P.S. Is it normal to suddenly 'slip' into a character you've created and think like him, experience things through his eyes and reflect as him? I mean, I've always wanted to know how guys think (trying to write prose. Attempt failed. Prose did not even emerge on Microsoft Word) but then this is kinda intrusive. Maybe I have great imagination skills or I am going insane. I wonder which mental disease has this symptom?

You know, sometimes if you dwell too much on something you start experiencing it. Is this what insanity is about? Having no sense of identity, no sense of reality, seperated from everyone with a mental cage, imprisoned in your mind?

It's kinda interesting to study.