Tuesday, August 9, 2011

My Hair and I :)




I saw Da checking out my blog the other day and overheard him saying, “always with her hair or stuck in her own world,” LOL. Well Da I make no excuse, my blog is about me, myself and I. As I basically said in my description whatever outburst I have at that moment in time I am moved to write. If it is about my hair, I’ll write about my hair, if it is a poem, then a poem, if it is about how much I am missing Phil, then it is about Phil and if need to talk to Mum, then a letter to Mum.



I went down today after doing up my hair in another do wanting to get the camera, which is inside the drawer at Da’s lappy desk. So I had to ask from Da, and he looked at me for the longest time, and ask, “Taking picture of your hair again eh?” and I nodded and smile, and he said, “Why don’t you just be a Mak Andam (a traditional Malay wedding make-up and hair specialist), because you like to play with your hair so much.” LOL Da, I like playing with my hair not other people.



Well Da playing with my hair now gives me something to concentrate on, rather than just mope around on how a mess I have made of my life now, on how much I miss Phil and how much I regret not being able to be with him this year as planned, on how much I miss Mummy and never seeing her smile at me ever again. Playing with my hair makes me happy, for a while, it gives me a sense of an accomplishment which I am short of at the moment. Basically it takes my mind of things that I don’t want to think of, like it is the first puasa without Mum , abang’s 16th birthday without Mum, first raya without Mum, my birthday without Mum and remembering my last birthday when Mum first fell and how I never thought that I wouldn’t see her this one, another birthday without Phil. Basically playing with my hair now is helping me not to drown in my despair.

I am kind of tired rereading my old books, so my hair is the other avenue to keep me on the sanity track. So Da, for now you’ll have to put up with me and my hair. And heads up, the latest Trudi Canavan trilogy would be good as my birthday present. LOL

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