As The Wings Of Perfect Flame Glow Out Of Passion.

Thursday, May 29, 2008

Sabaw.

Ok, I think I should be getting a haircut. Long hair ain't cool in my book anymore. I know this is a sign of getting old. Jeez. I still remember the days when my hair was touching may back and I am able to tie it, use it as fishing bait, grappling hook or parachute. Ahhh... those were the days.

I even made a simple hair poem for it the first time I cut it because PLDT HRs do not accept applicants with long hair. And it goes a little something like this... well, maybe next time. I will scour my tabulas for that poem later.
ANYWAY, like I said, I am torn. Yep, it's like loving two ladies at the same time and then you decided to give up one.

Oh well... gotta cut it before it grows a few inches more then I'll be too scared to cut it.

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