yesterday will b my last tym ever trying to adopt the concave hairstyle. all e blardy stylists who had done it are juz simply plain stupid who wun admit dat dey cant/dunno how to/am simply tooooooo stupid to do it! n u will be surprise to noe wer i got my yesterday's (last n final) haircut from....




yar! blardy jean yip! blardy damn jean yip at bukit panjang plaza! eeeuuuurrrgggghhhh!!! dis is wat u get wen all classified job ads states "...can speak mandarin ONLY" or "...chinese-speaking ONLY" or "...chinese ONLY".

DAMN U ALL CHINESE WHO REFUSES TO LEARN A LITTLE BIT OF ENGLISH! HELL-O! DIS IS SPORE FOR FUCK'S SAKE! EVERYONE SPEAKS ENGLISH!!! IT WUN HURT TO LEARN ENGLISH, GOT IT??!?


e guy who did my hair is so dumb n so egoistic, he claimed dat he noes wat he's doing. me n my sis told both e hairstylists dat we want to b similar, as in almost-same haircut. its ok if its not exact, but at least looks e same.

"layering or patterns or straight oni?" he asked me.

"hurhxx?" i said. dammit. confirm he dunno wan. "u noe concave? short at e back n long at the sides?" i said again, juz to be sure, demonstrating wat i wanted.

"oooooooohhhhhh. ok. ok. can," he replied, in dis chinese-baba accent, and began to happily snip at my hair.

ok now i damn worried dy lah. he confirm dunno wat i want. so while cutting, he continued gossipping wif my sis' stylist.

"eyy, pu shi zhe yang de. ni zhuo le," she said to him. (which meant, "eyy not lyk dis. u do wrong dy.")

"ni kan wa de. ta yao de shi slope zhai huo mian ran hou zhian mian pu yong zhyan." (which meant, "look at mine. she wants e back got slope den infront dun cut.")

"hurhhx?? tui larh. sui pian larh. shi yi yang de. ni he wa horhh pu ke yi zhyan yi yang de style mahhxx," he replied. (which meant, "hurhhx? correct larh. anyting larh. u n me arh cannot cut same style one mahhxx."

i cringed. dammit. confirm larhh. wrong larhh. den suddenly he stopped, took a mirror to show me wat he's done.

"der? done liao!" he exclaimed.

i stared myself in horror. damn u!! dis is not rite!! its not even concaved. not from the side, nor e back, and definitely not upfront!!!!

"wer's e concave??" i asked.
he casually flipped my hair and said, "der. abit der."

my sis turned and look at me....and started telling him wat actuali i wanted in MANDARIN. both stylists looked at her in shock. serves u rite!!! say 'anyting' sum more larhhx. gossip sum more larhhxx!! dunno say dunno mahhxx. dun spoil people's hair!!

so sis went on ranting at e male stylist and he kept nodding as if he reali understood...n we reali thot he did coz e 3 of us went on telling him wat was wrong wif it.... n yet he still got it wrong. he went to shave my neck next. damn. damn. damn! if he shaved n it came out rite, fine. but he shaved n still got it wrong!!!!!!

n dats wen i put my foot down. enuf hair for e day. no more to cut. animore i'll go bald. so now, my hair is very limited at e back coz he kept layering it, and reali ders nothing much at e back after he shaved it, and juz a little bit longer at e front.i look horrible n disgusting n looks lyk i lost my hair to leukemia. reali!!!!

wat made me sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo mad was dat:

1. it's jean yip's for fuck's sake!!!
2. duno say duno larhhxx!! dun come yaya here!! i'll excuse ur ignorance if u admit it u noe!!
3. instead of admitting u dunno, u went gossipping wif ur fren n said "anyting lahh" n "anyhow lahh" about my hair!! im PAYING u to cut my hair u noe. ders nothing 'anything' or 'anyhow' about dat!!
4. dat i still had to pay for ur fucked-up haircut!!!!

eeeeuuuurrrggggghhhhhhh!!!!

it took me ages to grow dat length after e last haircut at far east, and now u happily ruined it again!!!!!!!!!!!! juz wer haf all dis good, relieable stylists gone to? wer? wer? wer? i sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo blamed e government for e stuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuupiiiiid speak mandarin campaign! dis is e kind of blardy werkers u hired!!!

e next tym sumone asks me, "are u chinese?"

im soooooooooo gona answer, "never was proud of it."

traumatic experience for me. no more.

niwaes. juz wen i thot me n irul got a little better after going out a few tyms, it juz seems dat our relationship is going for a tough ride. 10 mths into it n sooo many things has happened. ive never thot we'd gone dis far n yet wen we did, far ahead der are many more obstacles we had to go thru, n e luf dat we haf is not strong enuf.

i envy wanie n gegerl for having such dear boifrens, wanting nothing more den dem feeling blissed. i prayed n hoped for an angel lyk dat to come n pik me. i reali thot irul was e one. but 10mths into it n he's e one shattering my dreams.

weneva i watched other couples in tv shows hugging n kissing n cuddling, i long for irul's touch. i long for dat tingling feeling he used to send down my spine. yet now....every single thing dat he's capable of is to juz ask for a breakup. i used to noe dat he luvs me, he wants me.real badly. but now..i noe in his hart, i no longer am der.

is it too much to ask for someone to luf me? to hold me weneva it rains n thunders frightens me? to kiss me goodnight whilst holding me to sleep? to smile wen i smile, to wipe my tears wen i cry? is it too much to ask for?

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