Oh my god.
Oh my god.
My mother, taking advantage of the fact that I was sick and not very alert, brought me to the hairdresser.... and CUT MY FRINGE.
I was well instantly after that.
'What happened to my hair?!'
The hairdresser, with a pair of scissors poised over my fringe, said 'Should i make it shorter?'
Mama glanced at me and said 'Er, better not, or i'll be beaten up.'
'Are you kidding me,' i said in horror. 'I am going to kill you now! Right after we stepped out of this shop!'
The hairdresser, pseudo-soothingly, said 'It's not that short!'
Actually, i felt like killing her too, but I remained silent.
'It's ok lah,' cajoled Mama. 'A pretty person will always look pretty, not matter the look.'
'In other words, you think this hairstyle is toot, right?'
'No!!' protested mama. 'I think it is nice.'
'There are two people in this world who will approve of this hair mama-- you, and the woman who cut it!'
Mama is in horrors. She laughed and cried at the same time at my petulant expression. I tugged at what was once my fringe in a futile effort to make it longer.
'This,' i said sullenly. 'is not a fringe. It is a bunch of short hair above my eyes!'
'Are you going to keep complaining?'
'I'm so sorry mama, but you will have to hear me at it for at least one day. In case you forgot, YOU WERE THE ONE WHO TOLD THE WOMAN HOW TO CUT IT! And it's MY hair! My bloody hair! I have to live with it for.... one month, or two!'
'Sorry lah.'
'Bye bye hot seniors.'
That put her in throes of agony and laughter again.
'I give you yogurt, okay? As compensation?'
'Maybe i should try beijing 101. For longer fringe.'
'Ok lah, you can on air-con today okay?'
'I can't believe this. I can't believe this. I am in a state of shock.'
Mama looked sorrowfully at me, and pointed at some woman in the TV with Einstein hair. 'At least you don't look like that.'
'That is her problem. i have my own problem coming up.'
'Ok lah! I bring you for hair extension okay?'
'Who the hell goes for hair extension for the fringe? Bleah, i just have to live with this for two months! So annoying!My hair was perfectly fine!'
I'll find it hard to look at the mirror till then.