Let's embrace the era of smartphones. & I must say, I have no cause of complain for you won't believe me when I tell you where is it I'm blogging from: earthlings, I'm blogging from a black chair, wearing black from head to toe (except for my bubblegum pink havaianas) & surrounded by black hair.
I am at the hair salon & after about 1+years of not cutting my hair, I finally am.

Of course, it saddens me to see my hair get snipped away by the fine steel of a scissors but I am completely aware that at a point of time, I have to cut it.
Unless, in some whimsical of a mind, I decided to challenge the World's Guiness Record for longest hair.
Fear not, though, as hygiene overrules my inexistent desire for the record. I can't imagine the possibility of hygiene & extremely long hair collide to form a squeaky clean image. They're just not on the same wavelength: they're in fact far from being, well, organic.

Oh & speak of embarrassment! The hairdresser just asked me where did I come from as in with reference to the havoc state of my hair (cue: tangles).
Between you & I (& behind the somewhat shy smile that I replied her with) let me explain with perfect reasoning that the reason to all these tangles is in fact because I........do not comb my hair..........
Well in my defense, combing hair would only result in more hair dropping off due to the force & friction inflicted in every stroke to that mane of yours.

& as I type that out I realise the irony of it all: the tangles, eventually, actually cause more hair fall doesn't it?
Ah........... As they would say "total ownage" & that's even more stupid to be "owned" by myself by a word that doesn't even exist! How absurd do I present myself to be!

Hmm... A middle-aged lady insists that the hairdresser who is attending to I cut her hair but since we're not even half done, she's just sitting right next to me & staring at me with great concentration.
Freaky? Yes, very freaky indeed. From her face, I have deciphered that she somehow sees the link between my typing & her long waiting.
In my opinion, it is actually unfair for I, too, am a customer & just because I'm a teenager & that my mum wandered off to somewhere only she knows, it doesn't make her a superior.

& I can tell that the other hairdressers, who are free, feel pretty much insulted over her insistence to have my hairdresser attend to her. Well, I just hope that I don't end up as snobbish as she is in the future.