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Sunday, February 05, 2006 : Where's the difference?

I just went for a haircut today, at Carrefour. The shop name was Cut N Go. Must've been a leech off from Touch N Go. Rm15 for a professional cut, they claim. The clarity of that statement is yet to be proven.

Since my hair keeps getting screwed up whenever I explain my desired style to the barber in English, I had my mum translate it to Chinese for me. The barber looked good. So I assume he was a better barber than all the other previous ones. He started by shaving the sides of my head. I could see that he was putting much concentration into doing so. But as soon as customers came, his attention went to the other customers but only for a moment.

I'm still not pissed. Then when he moved to the top of my head, he started using this unusual method to cut my hair. A method that I can't remember seeing anywhere. According to the barber, this was to make my hair less bushy so that it looks better when spiked.

When he was done, I couldnt see the outcome very well as I wasnt wearing my specs. After he applied styling gel to my hair, he told me I can put my specs back on now. I had to admit, it looked good, in gel.

Before I left, the barber told me "You gotta put gel then only it will look nice."

Bah, back to the gelling days. I hate relying on gel to make my hair look good. Zzzzz. Looks like I'll have no choice. And yes, my hair MUST look good. =D

Yes! I finally have hair to overpower men in the washroom. You see, in my school's washroom, you can see boys, lining up to do their hair in the mirror. I used to have no hair to style at all, making me the underdog in the washroom. All that's gonna change now!! Muahahahaha!!

But I'm still not sure I can recreate the same style the barber used on me. Darn-mother-toooot!! Pfffft.

Durianboi waited patiently @ 4:04:00 PM;

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