Friday, October 01, 2004

A bad hair day

"Repunzel, Repunzel let down your hair that I could climb the golden iron stair."

Ok, this is the story. I want to get my hair cut. I told the hairdresser so many times to leave the longest part alone, but she cut it shorter and shorter everytime she cut off the back part. What I really wanted was trim my hair and put some layer on both fringes so it wont look so volume and heavy. I love my Repunzel hair. [You look younger this way] I dont care if i look like an Ah Soh, I love my Repunzel hair. [See, your small cute face really suit the hair cut] Cute? Your head-lah. Did my red teary eyes look cute to you? [It's look like two hairdressers get their job done] Waaa.. I want my hair back! [Ok then, I'll give you some discount. Total = RM25.00] My lost hair is uncomparable you know.. sob.. sob.. Grow fast my dear hair. Grow fast and healthy.

"The golden iron stair has gone mama, tho the Prince is up here and we will live happily ever after."

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