I shall worship my hairstylist.

Just came back from Ampang.

I look damn hot with my new hair. Hwey looks like 'Peyton' in the later seasons of One Tree Hill. Haha..

You don't have to know what it looks like. My main objective is to throw you a cliffhanger and make you curious. Muaahahahaha..

Anyway, I almost fell asleep in the chair. She was shampooing my hair, and usually they give massages as well, right? Her massages were a bit too strong for my fragile skull but it was bearable.
In fact, it began to feel so nice I almost dozed off.

And after blowdrying, she was straightening/styling it. Took forever. I almost dozed off again. Dozing off in class that kind, where your eyelids are gradually getting heavier and you tend to keep blinking to try to stay awake. The head-nodding did not happen. I was still in control, mind you. And it would be too embarrassing. Your head going up and down, and if you're unlucky, in a circular motion, in a room full of expats. A gimungous NO NO.

That's social suicide. Even in front of strangers. So self-conscious lar.