i cut my hair PART 2: i got my hair cut.

Now, this is a continuation of what happened after I cut my hair. Cause what happened after that wasn’t a nice experience.

Well, what I learnt from this ordeal is these :

1. If you aren’t good at doing something, don’t do it.
2. Never assume that doing something that you’re not good will actually help the professionals do it.
3. Unless you know how to cut your own hair, never ever do it!

The story of my life…. I cut my own hair. How dumb can I be? I myself can’t fathom the possibility of it. And this is one of the dumbest thing of all dumb things I’ve ever done!~ well, at least I have a story I can tell others. It was plain idiotic.

And the look of it… now, where should I start. It was unpleasant. Imagine
Anyway, I did go to the hairstylist after that. I drove myself to the hair at around 2:00 pm. I walked into the saloon, and I had this feeling the hairstylists and customer were looking at me. I guess I was labeled “hair disaster dude” with the way I look. When it was my turn to get my hair cut, the hairstyles gave me a look. A weird look. The kind of looks that says, “Boy, your hair is beyond redemption. I guess you better wear a brown bag out once I’m done with you.” But what the heck! I just left my hair to the specialist, hoping that he could salvage what’s left of my hair. A little trim here and there and it are done. I got my RM 15 haircut from a hairstylist.

Was it good? Well, this was what Rowen said before I got my hair cut:

your hair’s like a girl’s hairstyle.

And this is what he said after I got my hair cut:

your hair’s like a girl’s hairstyle.

Ernest was speechless. My father was just dumbfounded with me and my short hair. And all this while, he was the one who wanted me to have short hair so eagerly. The irony. My house servant was laughing hysterically, thinking that the change of hairstyle was due to me breaking up (how could I break up with someone I’m not with in the first place, huh? ).
Justin was the 1st person not of my family to find out about my appearance. He was just shocked, and never imagined I would have short hair (but what can you expect from a buddy who has been looking at you so long, and yet is bald… *sigh*)

I guess there wasn’t much different, just the fact it’s now shorter, and it’s much neater than before. But one thing for sure, it’s short!

But hey, look at the good side! At least I get to wear a bandana around properly, and I get to gel up my hair after not gelling it for a long, long time…. now, where’s that black bandana? But for now, let me just lay low for awhile… bout three or four months before I meet anybody else.



Love & Peace!~


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