October 03, 2001

i like going to the barber. and i like to surrender my hair to his skilled or unskilled hands. that doesn't really matter to me. what i like is to see how it turns out, and just how mad my mum gets when she sees it. "... look here! it's so much longer than around the sides!" i could have told her that that's the way it was supposed to me, but that would take the thrill away. then there's the challenge of seeing how u could make it look better than it actually would or could or even should. i once came up with a rather credible excuse for a mohican hair-do, the kind chester bennington sported for the 'paper cut' music video. it was kind of long in the middle, with the sides being anamolously shorter. then i messed up my hair at stared at it for a good 10 minutes, seeing how it looked when i messed it up a different way. i even tried jim carrey's hairstyle that followed him in ace ventura, but i learnt that your hair didn't grow particularly longer after a haircut, and couldn't find enough hair.

i just got a hair cut. hmmm... who shall i be in the next 20 minutes?

5:26 PM

there was a boy who tried to rhyme
so hard he tried he had no time
to thank the ones who gave him tips
on how to end.

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