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Alex here
20 yrs on earth
since 30th June 1988
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"The one true treasure is self purpose."- Alex Lim

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Sunday, January 30, 2005

My first dying experience

No, I am not in heaven right now. I am on Earth. Dying meaning colouring your hair for all you smart asses down there.

Finally, after much peruasion from me, bro and his girlfriend Germaine, my mom finally succumbed to me and allowed me to dye my hair! As my friends know, I always want to dye my hair blonde. So to the salon I first had my hair cut and then I've to choose a colour. My wild fingers pointed and somehow the colour that I want was not the colour of my hair. But it sure looks nice.

For those who want to be a blonde: Do not do it unless you are very tolerant to pain. It is very painful! The bleach, oh my gosh, it's so strong! To get the nice yellow white colour the lady boss of the salon have, one must bleach the hair 4 times!

Anyway, I've got nice Germaine to take photographs and take down notes for this entry when I got my hair bleached.

When the bleach, which has a facial mask green colour, touched my hair, it feels cool and the pain was bearable. Until the waiting began. At first I was like 'oh great, its painful and not itchy!' and then it became 'help! I want to get this thing off my hair!' When waiting, the hairdresser folded a turban like thing on my head and put 2 red caps on my ears. It makes me feel like I'm going skiing with my now white hair. The hairdresser here is very nice.. For one they first warnned me about the nasty effects of bleaching and the painfulness. It is here that I've seen what my hair will look like, and I obviously liked the result. That's why I told her to leave it as it is.

Then after ten minutes, you feel like you want to vomit and it becomes really annoying. Time moved so slow and I grasped my brother's arm for pain relief. It was about 45 minutes, from all the rebleaching of the unbleached spots. It's seemed like forever and she is still putting on the bleach on my head.

And oh yes, the hairdresser sure knows how to wash hair! No wonder people pay to have their hair washed by these experts. Feel so good. The result: Fabulous. I've got mixed reviews about my hair and you know what, I like it. It's orange and makes me feel like Tails from Sonic. I feel great and I don't really care about the bad reviews about it.

Got into trouble for work. Well, this colour is not actually allowed. So now here I am going to buy hair spray for my hair.

Cheers.


Cheers.



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