morgueville,heartland living.

i wasted 15 bucks at haru scene where the guy spent more time styling my hair than actually cutting it. whilst i couldn't feel the snips of bits and pieces on my hair, he mixed a blend of hair mud and hair wax. slapped it onto my bale of hay mane. and sprayed this really stinky shite. and after that i believed my gazillion strands of hair were really dead. i could hear TLC's damage running through my ear.

my poor hair. as if they weren't dead enough. and i havent even dyed it yet. i would be extremely obliged to appear in some of the most loathed commercials ever, i would talk about how the shampoo totally bring my hair from the dead. and the bounce i feel on my head when i run. but i swear i will never in a million years. dove shampoo just sucked out all the water in my hair cells and make them look disgustingly like pubes. so much so it became a routine to pluck out dead curly hair strands everytime i see the mirror.

and the darn wax doesnt wash off. i can swear off wax and my hair still can be styled. and anyway school today was quite fun. was supposed to have taught henna but ended up doing it on them.

ok. i think my hair being dry is a retribution for saying ena's hair as a bale of hay.

earwax: polyphonic spree - soldier girl