Today was the day
To say goodbye to my hair
Who beared my torture^^...
Mum and I went to a hair saloon
It's name was 'Snips Avenue'.
I wanted to get my hair trimmed and cut.
After waiting for 1/2 hour (what to do? $3.80 price)
I finally got my hair stylist.
A male.
He asked me if I was from M'sia or Singapore.
I asked him how he knows.
This was our conversation:- (This was all in Chinese)
orange=him
red=me~
'Are you frm Malaysia or Singapore?'
'Why do you ask? How do you know?'
'I hear the way you speak mah... which state?'
'Kuala Lumpur'
'What hair style you want?'
'This one,'
'Hah? This one need to do rebonding worr... do la,'
'No need,'
'You how old?'
'14 years old'
'Hah? So tall leh.. I thought you are 17.. you play basketball ah?'
==Swt~
'I got friends even taller than me leh...'
'Walauweh! How to find BF oh?'
'Find ang mou gua...'
'How many ang mou around the world leh?'=='You got boyfriend ah?'
'I nv pak tor b4, ok?!'
'Huh? 14 yrs old nv got BF, so sadde;('
(I really wanna* beng *him at that time)'Your frenz nv pak tor meh?'
'Got...'
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'Next time you wanna come again?'
'Dunno leh,'
'Come la next time'
'see how 1st'
'See you again'
'Bye'
'See you'
'Whatever'********
Talk about being the most talkative hair stylist I've ever met~==
Anyway, I'll be going back to Malaysia tomorrow morning.
May not write my blog so often
Cause' I need to study hard~
Till next year,
SEE YOU ALL IN 2010!!!!!
