Tuesday, February 24, 2004
After ORD, I've gone crazy with my hair and now it's just one big curly mess. My CSM would have delighted in twacking the whole lot off, but since I'm now out of the army, no one can stop me.
Unfortunately, the superstitious side of me keeps connecting all the bad luck that had happened in school and in lab for the past few weeks with my long hair, and when I screwed my weekly Friday quiz last week, there were definitely thoughts of doing the whole thing in myself.
Madison being Madison ,where a decent barber is a half-hour bus ride away, and with salons charging up to 21 USD for a snip job, which a poor struggling student like me can barely afford, Ram, the bugger living upstairs with my friends suggested doing a skinhead routine:
"Wang, I'd do it myself for you man. I'm keleng!" He proceeded to borrow a shaver and a razor.
Gesticulating wildly with shaver and razor in hand he went on. "After we're done, I'll slap some coppertone on your bald dickhead, so that it won't look like a pathetic mess, which you are now; and I'd even sponsor you red contact lenses... Red eyes and bald coppertoned dome. Shit man, it will be a new you!"
I promptly ran downstairs.
Unfortunately, the superstitious side of me keeps connecting all the bad luck that had happened in school and in lab for the past few weeks with my long hair, and when I screwed my weekly Friday quiz last week, there were definitely thoughts of doing the whole thing in myself.
Madison being Madison ,where a decent barber is a half-hour bus ride away, and with salons charging up to 21 USD for a snip job, which a poor struggling student like me can barely afford, Ram, the bugger living upstairs with my friends suggested doing a skinhead routine:
"Wang, I'd do it myself for you man. I'm keleng!" He proceeded to borrow a shaver and a razor.
Gesticulating wildly with shaver and razor in hand he went on. "After we're done, I'll slap some coppertone on your bald dickhead, so that it won't look like a pathetic mess, which you are now; and I'd even sponsor you red contact lenses... Red eyes and bald coppertoned dome. Shit man, it will be a new you!"
I promptly ran downstairs.
