1.30 pm- After having 'dim sum' with my mom, yes, the time has come, we were right in front of Aunty Winnie's saloon. I have to admit, I was pretty excited, maybe a bit too excited I would say. After entering the saloon, oh, great, it's pretty empty today. My heart started beating already. I simply couldn't hide it as I kept smiling like an idiot. After sitting down, my mom told her hairdresser that she wanted to dye her hair, after a short conversation, she told them that I want to dye my hair blue. 'Ha, yes. Blue colour, come to papa,' my happy thought was interrupted by a very familiar voice, 'Blue, it can't even be seen, unless you want to bleach it,' said the hairdresser. ' Yeah, see Yang, I told you, no point dying blue, it's not nice, you want to dye something else?' 'No, I want it blue.' I whispered to my mom hoping that the hairdresser couldn't hear. Ha! ' But they are professional and they said blue wont look good,' after a short silence, 'no, i want it blue,' I spoke as softly as possible attempting not to let anyone hear what I just said. This conversation didn't last long, I gave up after a while, I can never defeat my mom in this, she's way too good after practicing with 3 children for all these years, there's no way I can beat her, I have no one to practice with. Unfair.
2.00 pm- I was so angry that I started messaging Fiona, Wanny, Jean and my bro telling them how unfair it is, 'it's my hair!' 'i don't care if it's ugly. 'I want it BLUE!' 'Mom always controls me' Similar sentences were sent to 4 of them, my bro won in this one, he got a 5 pages long sms. Beat that!
2.30 pm- After not talking to Mommy for 30 minutes, I couldn't take it anymore. Especially seeing my mom dying her hair while my hair left untouched. I went down to the car, lock myself in and start shouting like a kid, and my eyes got teary. Shit, now I am hoping that nobody saw me doing that. SHIT! ah well, then i called my mom, told her that I was in the car waiting for her. She came down, then we left. (We talked in the car, the cold war's over, and once again, I lost. I hate losing. PFFT!)
3.30 pm- Confronted my mom telling her that I want it blue and want it NOW! it's my hair. And finally, she let me. So before she could change her mind, I rushed to Jay's.
4.00 pm- Blue black they call it. They told me the same thing, that colour is obscure. But i couldn't be bothered because guess what?! I want it blue!! ha! so blue it is.
5. 46 pm- After washing my hair thrice, colouring and treatment were finally done. YES, my hair is BLUE! then i looked into the mirror, seeing myself with black hair, i strained my eyes so hard that i could finally see some blue on it. Ha, that's when the guilt start blending in. 'I should have listened to mommy, I wasted my money on black which i could just dye at home with only 30 ringgit.' kept telling myself that. Ah well...
6.41 pm- Now, here I am, going to finish this post and the feeling is still running in me. Plus, my hair is still black, maybe a little blue if you strain your eyes hard enough. Did i dye the wrong colour? i don't think so. I still look the same. Did i do the wrong thing? I certainly did. Damn!
