Bad hair day

Nothing much happened today. Toh called me when i was doing my maths. Nope. No salesman today. He 'ajak'ed me to go and cut our hair. Luckily today i didn't get the same old lady that cut my hair before. Today, another lady, nicer, served me. She was kind enough to me, and she asked me how should she cut my hair. I said short, but not too short. She cut and cut and cut my hair. Having an eyesight like mine, it's not easy for you to know what was she doing with my hair. When she said is it ok so far, i took my glasses and to my horror, i look like having a mountain on my head. Nothing could be done. So i just said ok and asked her to cut shorter. She said that if she cut shorter my hair would look like a brush. I was so freaked-out that i didn't understand what she said. so i said ...mmm it's ok, no need to cut shorter. After the haircut, i looked myself into the mirror, and now i think i look like the crook in Les Choristes.

Our turkish neighbour cooked us food for buka puasa today. She cooked for all of us, the Pekom group and the JPAs. Since the JPAs were not there when we tried to find them, we had the rights to the best quality chickens and breads. Ahahaha.