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I share all my sporadic and toilet thoughts in here, because I am random like that.
Hello, I am not a ‘Sir’
I’ve been really fickle about my hair. Some days, I just wish it’d grow faster. And on other days, I just can’t wait to get it all chopped off.
My last haircut was about a month ago – where I decided to retained my short (extremely layered), slightly tomboyish crop. It’s grown out quite a fair bit now and once again, I’m undecided.
Mum and I was at Parkway Parade this evening. While strolling along, I was eyeing my reflection in the glass door next to me – particularly my hair.
“Hmm, should I cut my hair again?” I wondered aloud.
Mum just stared at me – I knew very well how she felt about me having short hair in general, so I didn’t really need an answer.
We walked on.
And when we walked past the food counter at Yoshinoya (a Japanese rice set fast-food joint), one of the guys behind the counter – in a fit of over-enthusiasm (because the joint was empty at that moment), decided to yell out.
“Hello maam! Hello sir!”
I looked around. There was no one else in the vicinity except for my mum and me.
“Sir?! What the fuck?!” was my outburst, directed at no one in particular.
The fellow behind the counter at least had the grace to look sheepish. Mum on the other hand, couldn’t stop laughing for quite a while.
As for the answer to the question, “should I cut my hair shorter?” Well, it’s quite obvious that I’ve gotten my answer. No.
Hair ye, hair ye!
I think it is ridiculous that I hadn’t written a word for a month. Things have been pretty interesting offline, yet I can’t quite find the time to sit down to pen it down properly. There are loads of little knick-knacks I’ve been wanting to photograph as well but couldn’t find the time. Oh well. Soon, I guess.
I’ve recently acquired a short, boyish haircut. For months, I’ve been mulling over it. Until I eventually felt “enough thinking, some action please”, and got it all chopped off.
Mirror reflection in the lift.
It isn’t very obvious in this photo, but my hair is heavily layered – especially at the back. I’m really fond of it and my head feels so much lighter now. My only gripe is that I can’t tie a decent ponytail with it. (And people who know me would be fully aware that a ponytail is my trademark ‘do.)
Needless to say, mum wasn’t impressed about how her already tomboyish daughter is looking even more tomboyish now. (Which was my intention. (;)
How was how my hair looked before.
Captured, pre-haircut.
Still pretty much undecided whether it looks better before or after, although it doesn’t matter anyway. What’s done is done. I have short hair now. Wheeeee! Better embrace it for now, because my hair grows at an exponential rate and it would no longer look like this in about a month or so.
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