Okie, my self-esteem has been totally mangled, left lying in a pool of blood on the floor.

I feel like banging myself against the wall and dunking my head into the toiletbowl.

Ok lah, I always have post-haircut depression. Not intellectually stimulating at all right, they say self-esteem should radiate from the interior and not the exterior. But still…

I think that the fashion industry in Singapore is really quite hampered, due to restrictions and suppressions duh.

Haircut= discipline.

I mean if you venture to Japan or Taiwan for a haircut, they’ll really give you the best haircut that compliment your face shape. In Singapore, if they see that u’re clad in school uniform, they’ll chop away your fringe, give a slope and yadda yadda.

What are slopes for anyway? We are not pine trees who need to adapt to the weather by having slope structure to let SNOW slide off. (wtf, i know my geography well!.)

Not everyone looks good without a fringe. Not me. I dont have samsung-high-definition sharp features.

okie, this is before. I know its not macho for guys to take photo using the mirror ok. But seriously, I dont give two hoots about looking macho. Whenever I see guys in school flexing their muscles to compete for machoness, I roll my eyes till they go to the back of my head!

This is after! Now my head looks so big, can play mahjong on it liao. Now I look like construction worker arh. I look like a lumberjack from china who got tired of building dams and rowed a sampan to singapore arh.

This is three days after. Apparently, my hair grows at the speed of lightning.

Sigh, pardon me for being so vain. I call that being self-aware.

Sigh, back to the long and tedious process of growing hair again. Imma going to poly because of that! Hmph!