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Hi, My name is Jarrold. 19 this year. I play the guitar. I love Music, God, and my friends.

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Monday, February 9, 2009

You are the only one that keeps me sane

This part of my life is like what char refers to as "The life-sucks period".
I am serious about this.
Good things are coming at the wrong time, bad things are just there.
Anyone that feels me on this, tag "LSP" on my tagboard, so that I dont feel that I am the only one.
I wont elaborate. Just know.

Aaaanyway,
I cuttereded my hair yesterday.
I tell you, jean yip is a torture Chamber.
I nearly fainted while getting my haircut.

The woman(May), used this handphone sized tool, and brushed my hair.
Only, it wasnt a brush but a hair ripper.
She ripped out a lot of my hair , and the back of my head wasnt the worst part.
She used it where my hair separates, which is on the top of my head.

Just imagine someone ripping out the baby hair of your head.
It hurt like madddddd!
Then she looked really noob.
Like ownage noob.
While cutting my hair, she looked lost, and worried.
Maybe it was just me, but she kept applying pain on my head.
It suckkkeed

Thhhen. After that she dried my hair using the hairdryer.
She wanted to burn my scalp I tell you.
She placed the hairdryer 2inches away form my head, and left it there for a tiny second longer than it should have been there.

It burned!
It BURNED!
Then after drying my hair, she spiked, or attempted to spike my hair.
She used this wax thing, and it felt like she was trying to make knots in my hair.
Like making Dreadlocks.
So she kept moulding my hair, ripping out hair like searching for gold.
She spiked the back of my hair and I look like S***.
I look like I had this spear protruding out of the back of my head.
Then she still dared to show me the back of my hair with a mirror and asked "Like that?"
Having enough, I faked a smile and said "Ya. Thats fine"
And then I threw up in my mind.

I was sooo ugly.
Then she realised that it was ugly, and she tried to cover up her mistakes.
DIDNT WORK.

I walked out and flattened my hair straight away.
Arghhh!
So irritating.
But now my hair looks fine unstyled.
Well, its not the worst la.
Lousy 30 bucks haircut.

Ahhh
What the heck.
Dont forget to tagg.

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