Well, I've spent the last week canvassing and extorting money from many different people, and finally got $80 worth of donations for the Children's Caner Foundation. Many thanks to people like my sis, SL/ 小妮子, Jo, etc etc kind people who donated.
So anyways, after finally hauling my tired self to the ISH (I-something Sports Hall) I did some more paperwork, turned over the money, and waited for my turn to shave. Well, i'll just gloss over the not-so-exciting and not-so-memorable parts (e.g. how some guy just forced me back into the queue and made me wait another few tens of minutes) and just skip to the shaving.
So after sitting down, getting a protection sheet to cover me, the hairstylist used an electric razor to shave off most of my hair. I closed my eyes and settled down to enjoy the few minutes of respite from- well- life. As i usually do during haircuts. When CTs came closer for a shot of me (using my oh-so-expensive camera that i brought, knowing full well the consequences...) i gave him a glare, and then he immediately went back to the seats behind. It was interesting. My inner sadist enjoyed that moment very much.
Now, after the dude was done i thanked him and went off. And noticed that my head was full of miniscule hairs that were very, very annoying. I couldn't do much about it but once i was in my father's car i started to brush them off onto tissue paper. It was quite itchy. Apart from the itch and the fact that i look pretty crappy (1. Like a monk
2. Like a tennaged offender (touch wood)
3. Like a young kid) , one other main grouch was that i now have a funny small bare patch in the middle of my forehead. It looks... well... queer.
I guess i'll just have to live with this hairdo until my hair grows out once more, then. No more unconsious playing with my hair while concentrating anymore. Sigh.
Anyway, i had a few reasons for shaving my head.
1. To placate my father, who has always wanted to see me bald. Ever since primary school, in fact.
2. To experience being bald.
3. To do my little bit for charity.
4. To prepare for NS.
5. To get a free haircut, so to speak. My inner kiasu is also quite strong. The sadist, however, overpowers it. Duh.
So anyways, after finally hauling my tired self to the ISH (I-something Sports Hall) I did some more paperwork, turned over the money, and waited for my turn to shave. Well, i'll just gloss over the not-so-exciting and not-so-memorable parts (e.g. how some guy just forced me back into the queue and made me wait another few tens of minutes) and just skip to the shaving.
So after sitting down, getting a protection sheet to cover me, the hairstylist used an electric razor to shave off most of my hair. I closed my eyes and settled down to enjoy the few minutes of respite from- well- life. As i usually do during haircuts. When CTs came closer for a shot of me (using my oh-so-expensive camera that i brought, knowing full well the consequences...) i gave him a glare, and then he immediately went back to the seats behind. It was interesting. My inner sadist enjoyed that moment very much.
Now, after the dude was done i thanked him and went off. And noticed that my head was full of miniscule hairs that were very, very annoying. I couldn't do much about it but once i was in my father's car i started to brush them off onto tissue paper. It was quite itchy. Apart from the itch and the fact that i look pretty crappy (1. Like a monk
2. Like a tennaged offender (touch wood)
3. Like a young kid) , one other main grouch was that i now have a funny small bare patch in the middle of my forehead. It looks... well... queer.
I guess i'll just have to live with this hairdo until my hair grows out once more, then. No more unconsious playing with my hair while concentrating anymore. Sigh.
Anyway, i had a few reasons for shaving my head.
1. To placate my father, who has always wanted to see me bald. Ever since primary school, in fact.
2. To experience being bald.
3. To do my little bit for charity.
4. To prepare for NS.
5. To get a free haircut, so to speak. My inner kiasu is also quite strong. The sadist, however, overpowers it. Duh.
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