Thursday, May 26, 2011

I cut my hair (follow up)

On tues, I succumb to the urge to cut my hair so i travel to my house the new salon that just open. So i settle in my seat and a guy come cut my hair. Den when he cutting my neck the hair i think the hair accumulated there and guess what.

He blow my neck! many times. the sensation of someone's breath against my neck. WOO!!! so ticklish. No one blow my neck before, even the army the auntie also never blow.

Then he touch touch my hair. den ask me if i put wax. i say no. den he proceed to say that my hair oily. cunning. he dig hole den let me jump.

aiya i think he fucked up my hair but nvm i always get fked up hair. at least this was not so painful. i once got hair stylists or should i say hair gardeners WEED my scalp. they half close the scissors and YANK. i want to cry. dam pain.

you think that after all this i must be crazy to like to cut hair once a month.

you are right.

but i feel like i am on antm everytime i cut hair. every new hair cut is like a rebirth. trololol.

i wanted to dye my hair black but the stupid liese got no black color. smlj chocolate brown ar, honey gold. put on black hair is still = black. therefore i wan black.



black is good. that tam i work in royce i dye my hair black. look so sleek sia. like one helmet. u shine light on it, it absorbs light summore.

unnatural black ftw! :D

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