One day, I'm gonna do a Britney.

You heard me.

I'm going to shave my head bald one day.


I was just yelling about how unforgiving the weather has been lately and I ended my long rant with a "I WANT TO CUT MY HAIR" remark in front of my father. In return, he gave me a rather strange look which I could not comprehend.

Then, later he mentions about getting his hair cut and again I jumped in and asked if I could cut my hair.

"No"
O_O
"Why not?"
"I like your hair like this"

So I came home and had my usual 12AM pillow talk with number two.
"I just asked my dad about the haircut and he said no because he likes my hair like this"
"He's right"
O_O
"I like it that way, frames your face perfectly"
"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE AND LONG HAIR? DO YOU KNOW HOW HOT THE WEATHER IS?"
"No need to yell at me. We love you and want the best for you...even if it includes your langsuir-like hair"
"Oh, you're such a charming bitch"
"You love me, nonetheless"
"Yes, Dave. I love you"
"Quit calling me Dave!"

Seriously, one of these days, I'm going to do a Britney and shave all my hair off and sell it to charity.

I mean, do you not like my hair like that? Please note that this picture was taken two years ago and I look NOTHING like that anymore.


Tomorrow is going to be insane. As it is, I think I'm already insane (no, no...being insanely in love with you-know-who does not count) with all the wedding tensions going on, some of which had led me to be slightly depressed and skipping meals.

Pray that the ceremony goes as perfectly and smoothly as possible.
Pray that the journey to Seremban will not be dampened by rain.
Pray that the photos I take will turn out beautiful.

You will not see me cry at a wedding. Because I am awesome, like that. Plus I don't want to smudge my make-up with my tears, I can foresee my mother engaging in a creative verbal discussion if that should take place.

*rolls eyes*

Seriously, I think it's funny to cry at a wedding. I already told my brother that if I end up laughing while blessing the couple on the dais, he shouldn't hold it against me.

Yes, yes. Go on, say it. I am an idiot.
Tell me something I don't know already.

You lovely people have a great Sunday now.