Now of course I'm referring to my hair.
Yes, for the first time, I've officially joined the league of Caucasian wannabes, no different than the typical Wong, Nor, and Ravi found ambling the streets of Chow Kit.
In my defense, I am after all on a soul-searching journey, and what's a soul-searching journey without some experimenting? Is it so bad to think that I could find myself in a box of Revlon Colorsilk #42 Medium Auburn?
I guess it all boils down to the fact that I simply wanted a change, to see myself differently, to see life differently. And if it's found in a momentary change of hair colour (albeit superficially), then so be it.
Any idea where to get cheap colour contacts? ;)
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