06-11-05` dye hair

it'd been such a long time since my mom 'attend' to me. yar, only when i'm sick. recover 75% the next day and thats all her credits. but legs itchy so go shop. went bugis and suntec. played ddr and felt nausea all the way frm suntec back home. the fainty feeling makes me almost wanna hijeck a cab. taking a rest every now and then frm any spots with 2 big bags on my hands makes me looks like terrorist who wanna plant bombs. ppl and security giving me that 'i am watching you' sign frm 'meet the parents . fockers'. thinking of which i'm wondering how i managed to staggered back, alive.
dyed my hair today. back to the same place where i did my rebonding. the professionals cost 75 while the students $30. of coz the aunty spirit will prompt me for the latter. my hair was rebonded + it'd already coloured at the tails so further strong colours will blow my hair off, and it'll go fuzzie. under such circumstances, only the darker shades are the available options for me. to minimise the disappointment, i psycho myself that NDC is gonna love me for being such an obedient student. yar, it does help a lil. my hair is black gene in nature so the colours wont work well unless bleaching is done. but if i bleach, it'll go FUZZIE on the next rebonding. urrghs. the people there really gone an extra mile to see that my previously dyed hair matches my new colour. the teacher actually does most of the work than the student herself. haas, seems like mine is a difficult case. the difference between teacher and student? the student gets ur hair trapped into the hair dyer while blowing ur hair. its serious! my hair actually kenna 'vacuum' into the hair dryer while its blowing. ARRHHHH! had a big shock out of my life. luckily the girl immediately off the switch and the teacher helps to un-tangle the hair thats trapped inside. no major 'hair lost' but a few strands is inevitable. she apologised and can see that its unintentional. she said 'sorry sorry, ur traumatic day will be over soon' haha! to me its okay lahz, since i understand how its like being a student. like how we are like during our clinics, we hope the same understanding frm our patients too.
oh ya, and my hair now is copper which my mom says that its no difference frm black. haas, why cant she be more dishonest?