Wednesday, July 19, 2006
Fifteen
I excercised quite a lot today.
Running...
Badminton...
Batu Merah...
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Twice already I have been to Khairunnisa's Salon in two consecutive days. I went twice because she cut my hair wrongly the first time. There was a bald spot at the back of my head! I went again today to ask her to cover it up.
Hahahah ok bedek.
I did go yesterday to have my hair cut. After meeting Kakak at Tampines MRT Station (I went home with Loi after school and took only 10 minutes to get ready. Record time! Not bad eh?), we went to Kembangan together. Khairunnisa Salon is right across the station.
Kak Han was really excited ("I'mgonnagetmyhaircutI'mgonnagetmyhaircut!" I had to slap her to keep her quiet. Haha ok bedek), so I gentlewoman-ly let her have her hair cut first. The hairdresser was the same lady I had the last time I went to the salon. She's a friendly lady. She thought that Kk Han and I were twins though, which I guess is a compliment to Kk Han.
"I want a layered cut," she said when the hairdresser asked her, "Between my ears and shoulders."
The hairdresser started by clipping up her hair all over the face, which was funny because she looked as if she had pigtails. I told her so, too.
Soon I got bored with Kk Han pouting her lips at me in the mirror, so I walked around and read some magazines. Mostly those tabloid, gossip kinds. I didn't read too much because I was having this headache (I wonder if it's because I drank Mug before eating anything).
After about, say, 15 minutes or so (I'm not sure), it was my turn.
I had no idea what kind of style I wanted.
All I really want is shorter hair out of my neck's way.
"So what kind do you want?" Hairdresser asked.
"Umm..." I looked at Kk Han.
Help me!"Uh," Kk Han looked at me, "She wants a fringe. Same length as mine."
"Same length eh?" the Hairdresser asked for confirmation.
"Yeah," I replied. Sounded good enough.
Whatever goes.I did not look up once throughout the whole cutting process, partly because I was afraid that I might cry if I see my hairdo, but mostly because I couldn't stand seeing myself with ponytails. When it was almost over though, I just
had to look up.
Why is there a lump of hair on my head?? I wondered. I looked like a lohan.
But then she sprayed it, brushed it, smooothed it down, and then voila! I was done!
I have to say, I loked pretty good. Not too shabby, at least.
I grinned in the mirror at the hairdresser, and she grinned back.
So anyway. I went there again today because Loi was getting her haircut too.
She's actually really attached to her long hair, but she had to cut it anyway because, ehem, of a personal reason that she won't let me disclose.
Now, I'm all for being honest, but I'm not exactly lying or anything here, so I don't see why I shouldn't write that piece of information.
And that's it! My hair-cutting experience.
Loi says I look like Buttercup of the PPG.
Anna says I look like one of my drawings.
Frankly, I think my hair makes me look like a French Bon-Bon lady. I don't know what Bon-Bon means, of course, but it seems to fit.
Twice already I have been to Khairunnisa's Salon in two consecutive days, but I still don't know the hairdresser's name.
It sure isn't Khairunnisa though.
(I know because I asked)
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5:01 PM
