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Friday, December 17, 2004?
Ever since she watched Charmed,
she's been dying to have a Phoebe Halliwell's haircut.

I'm talking about my mother here..

So that's what I gave her.
A Phoebe Halliwell haircut.
Of course I brought her to the hairdresser la..
I didn't cut her hair for her..
I'm not scissors-friendly(:
No. Make that hair-friendly.
I'm always messing up my hair,
let alone others. Especially Momma's.
Geez.. an insect can get lost in there.

So I sat on that swivel chair,
watching the hairdresser do her thing
with my mother's hair in awe.

How could she stand the smell of her hair?
.. kidding.

She got the young hairdresser.
Lucky her.
I got the old one.

Not that I planned to cut my hair.
Not anytime soon.
I mean, by the time school reopens,
my hair's gonna grow.
Take it from me,
my hair grows at an admirable rate.
So I thought of cutting it later on...

And that old lady with her scissors and comb
appraoched me and smiiiiiled.
I was like, nooooo..
And she showed me this Jennifer Aniston hair
(who knows what century hair..
but it looks really neat..)
and then I went like, why not?

In the end..
my hair is not anywhere near Aniston's.
Big duh! Hahahha.
What you expecting!? I've curls.
Not soft silky straight hair like hers.
Nah, I'm cool. It'll grow.

That old hairdresser reckoned
I should rebond my hair and she was shocked
because I was all against it.

Just because every girls into it,
doesn't mean I have to like it.

And I don't have anything against
those who rebonded (NJ did hers!!).
It is their hair.
What they do to their hair
is none of my concern:D

Back to my mother's..

Move over, Phoebe Halliwell.
Because my Momma's in the house..

(note the sarcasm)

But she likes it. Hahha.
I like it because she likes it.
Everyone else in the house
like it too because
now they won't hear Momma
complaining about how tough it is
to comb down her hair every morning.

This also should shut her up.
Because every week when watching Charmed,
she would always talk about
how nice if she would have a hair
like Phoebe's. Now she has it,
she's happy.
More importantly,
everyone is happier.

Believe it or not,
only after she got her hair cut
then I realized my mother's got freckles
and brown eyes!
Not like those brown you get
when you scrunitize your own eyes
in the mirror real close no.
Just brown. Real brown.

Lina is away for her ncc camp tomorrow.
Three days two nights.

Yes! Can borrow her shades for picnic!

I miss staying late at night with her.
Even though we don't really do stuff
together or anything in particular.
It's simply her presence.

I 'borrowed' her Dicsman. (pfft.)
It's horrible!!
Using it is pure agonyy.
You can't sing along proper
because that thing keeps skipping.

I told her before
(before is when I thought
she might want to get me one
after she fuckingly lost it for me.)
"either you get a reliable Dicsman
or don't get it at all!!"
What a waaste of money.

I couldn't bear the sight of my Bio.
So I did more Amaths.
Yeh. Just thought of telling you that..

Cousin Lily's back from Thailand.
She called and was like,
"Hi lelaaa! I'm back!"
(She's the only relative
who doesn't call me 'ela'.)
And I was, "Ooh! Hi! Welcome baack!"
And we chatted for a while,
she talking about Thailand,
and then after that I gave the phone
to my Gmum, going like,
"Damn I didn't even know she was away."

I'm an ignorant little sucker.

Talk about ignorant..
please do ignore yesterday's entry.
(:

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