Whiff of ammonia up the nasal cavity. The satisfaction.

Dyed my hair today.
Well...
not exactly DYE la. just highlighted 3 streaks of my hair. Brown. Looking a bit like some pasar malam DVD seller. But we'll get used to it.

Me. Dad

*stares at my hair*
'Why so ugly one?'

'Erm...no la. Very little only mar, 3 streaks only...'

*cock-stare*

tsk, dad still can't accept guys who dye their hair. Come to that, he can't stand guys who wear jewelry like chains or earrings, or guys who put on cologne. Tsk.

Retainers are killing me. Can't speak properly now. Dang.

And do i really need to buy a corsage?? i mean...i deno...if i'm...well....bah.

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