Boredom Breeds Bangs
Maybe itś because I got used to the idea of doing double shifts and having no extra time whatsoever that I found myself last Monday in front of a mirror with my hair covering 1/4 of my face and scissors in hand. No suicide attempts happened. But I looked like I jumped straight out of a Tokyo-themed place complete with plaid skirts and knee-high socks. Ladies and gents, I now have bangs. (cue in dramatic lights and music)
This is what happens when I go on off? Damn. I must be desperate. But that day, me and my housemate (Jannie) got thru 3 movies already and we still felt like there was nothing to do. Hence, the bastardizing of my hair. Oh well, I feel a wee-bit confident seeing that my good friend (Lelai) has been sporting the same Japanese-pornstar hairdo for months now and she looks fine! Hehe.. ;p
And so, I have been wearing bangs for more than a week now. Still feels weird. Still looks weird. I mean, c´mon, last time I had bangs was when I was in 3rd grade! I was 9! And no, this is not like those asymmetrical bangs thingy that are in fashion right now, but the straight-cut, above the eyebrow shebang (pardon the pun). Like Gogo from Kill Bill. Ooh, I will post some pix soon...
The hell. I´m talking about hair. HAIR. Four hours with nothing to do must be really getting into me. Heck, I´m even blogging. For my friends whoŕe not updated, this extra time that I have is spent in an office in Ortigas. Supposedly, I´m a part-time Online English Instructor. But, itś been 2 weeks and I still have no student. I guess thatś good, right? Wrong! Do that everyday and you know how wrong it is to stare at your computer monitor for 4 friggin' hours! Oh, and once the 4 hours is up, it doesn´t end there. I have to go all the way to Makati to start my full-time job which starts at 12-f*ckin-30 in the morning! Itś called suicide. But thatś suicide with a purpose. Will not do that anyway if it weren´t for something (or someone) important. And I´m guessing you have an idea whatś important to me, right..?
Two more hours. Two more hours and Iĺl be punching out of the office here in Ortigas, catching one of those late-night buses to go to Makati. And then Iĺl be dozing my ass off on my full-time job while blaming it on my part-time job wherein I´m literally not doing anything. Contradicting. Or something BS like that. Letś just wish that I start my ¨real¨ part-time job soon.. before my bangs get sniped to half. Again.
(P.S. You don´t have to tell me. I know it makes no sense. Kinda like my life. Haha!)
This is what happens when I go on off? Damn. I must be desperate. But that day, me and my housemate (Jannie) got thru 3 movies already and we still felt like there was nothing to do. Hence, the bastardizing of my hair. Oh well, I feel a wee-bit confident seeing that my good friend (Lelai) has been sporting the same Japanese-pornstar hairdo for months now and she looks fine! Hehe.. ;p
And so, I have been wearing bangs for more than a week now. Still feels weird. Still looks weird. I mean, c´mon, last time I had bangs was when I was in 3rd grade! I was 9! And no, this is not like those asymmetrical bangs thingy that are in fashion right now, but the straight-cut, above the eyebrow shebang (pardon the pun). Like Gogo from Kill Bill. Ooh, I will post some pix soon...
The hell. I´m talking about hair. HAIR. Four hours with nothing to do must be really getting into me. Heck, I´m even blogging. For my friends whoŕe not updated, this extra time that I have is spent in an office in Ortigas. Supposedly, I´m a part-time Online English Instructor. But, itś been 2 weeks and I still have no student. I guess thatś good, right? Wrong! Do that everyday and you know how wrong it is to stare at your computer monitor for 4 friggin' hours! Oh, and once the 4 hours is up, it doesn´t end there. I have to go all the way to Makati to start my full-time job which starts at 12-f*ckin-30 in the morning! Itś called suicide. But thatś suicide with a purpose. Will not do that anyway if it weren´t for something (or someone) important. And I´m guessing you have an idea whatś important to me, right..?
Two more hours. Two more hours and Iĺl be punching out of the office here in Ortigas, catching one of those late-night buses to go to Makati. And then Iĺl be dozing my ass off on my full-time job while blaming it on my part-time job wherein I´m literally not doing anything. Contradicting. Or something BS like that. Letś just wish that I start my ¨real¨ part-time job soon.. before my bangs get sniped to half. Again.
(P.S. You don´t have to tell me. I know it makes no sense. Kinda like my life. Haha!)