Hairy affairs

You know what's the problem with chopping your hair off on impulse?

You regret it a few days after, knowing that there is no longer that familiar protective cover that you used to love so much. The fringe that used to shield half my face from the sun is no longer there to hide me from the world. Heck, i can't smell the shampoo on my head and pull my hair into a tight, headache provoking pony tail anymore!!!!! :(

All you're left with is some foreign (helmet-like) object sitting lightly on your head, settled like as though it belongs there (i guess it does, technically). Since its here to stay, i have no choice but to get used to it.

It'll grow, and i'll probably chop it off again sometime after, just for the thrill of it.

Oh, i had Island Creamery & Adam Rd's roti john with Farah today. We sure can spend all day together, just stuffing ourselves. Mind you, we're eating for 4 people,each. That includes our lovely triplets (mine's named Fee, Fi & Fo) who are still trying to grow fingernails to scratch themselves out of our bellies.

P/S: Preparations for ass-levels turned out more gruelling than anticipated. Gosh. I honestly didn't think there's so much i've yet to find out! Attempting trial questions scares the shit, vomit and mucus out of me. How do you all do it?? Stupid ass-levels.