heart breaker.

warning: content not for the weak-hearted and those who have better things to do in life apart from reading the following post as i am going to be writing in a manner that would make you suspicious of myself as if i am a tazmanian clown who took shape in the form of joelle choong ju-erh and is now trying to dominate the world. i've made my point.

as you can see, this is me being a total retard taking pictures of myself. notice how i have to be in this certain angle so you can see my hair in full length.



my beautiful, beautiful long wavy hair. i've been growing it since i was... okay, i've had long hair all my life as far as i can remember, the only time i've had short hair was probably the first 6 months of my life. ahh, those days when my mom used to plait my hair every morning before school, and i would come home and undo them straight away to get this awesome frizz (it was cool way back when); then in high school where i had to wake up early in the morning to put my hair back into a ponytail that even when tied up, it would reach a little above my waist... yes, i'm bullshitting if you didn't already notice, but my hair in this picture actually touches my waist!


i feel so lightheaded now, literally!

tadaaah!

for the first time in 17 and a half years, i have short hair! i know it's not all that nice, but it's not totally hideous, so don't curse my hair. why? why? why? i don't really know how to answer that because it was totally random, so save it.



i went to that place in ikano and the stylist asked me,"are you serious? why you wanna cut your hair wor... leave long laa! very nice la!" then i said,"nevermind la. just cut before i change my mind."



i like this side better.



this side not so much, because it looks so flat.



somehow i think it looks better in photos. oh well.


ps. i still like my old hair, waddabout you?
pps. my webcam chunted sial :)