Bad hair month...

I'm partly glad everyone's back in their hometowns. I wouldn't wanna be caught dead with my current hair situation. It's unimaginably UGLY. I look into the mirror and I cringe. Stomach acids flood my lungs. It doesn't help that I gotta wear a helmet when I cycle my bike. Helmet = flathead.

But it's gonna be over soon. I initially thought of cutting my hair in Penang. Well, I'm paying Julia@Kings a visit this Friday. I'll be singing, "I don't care what people will say, I'm cutting my hair today!"


WillZ