hair raising issue-story of the wretched comb i ll burn

u guessed it.

this whole entry's gonna be dedicated to HAIR(on the head that is..hurhur..)
well i just cut my hair and it definately did not come as a surprise it didnt turn out as desired,but it happens all the time...so be it..my fringe is a lil too short and sparse so...for now,i shall overcome my insecurities and deal w revealing my forehead to the world..dats fine...wait till u hear wads next......

SO,
last nite i wanted to experiment w varying the style of my hair and so tried using the electric rod curler to try some curls and whatnot...hmm..u must be thinking now that i probably burnt my hair of fingers or something aye?well, IF that was the case,i guess it can still be deemed understandable..i mean it can happen..nothing overly shocking or unbelievable right?

BUT guys,

what happened was this-
well....i bought a rod shaped comb/brush-the normal cheap plastic ones,earlier in the day,cos i forsee the need to use it to create the sort of shape i wanted in my hair and so proceeded to try it out after using the curler...seemingly innocent aye...so i twirled my hair around the brush inward toward the ear and before i could even say snap, i got myself into some deep deep shit..the gravity of the situation was just unbelievable....i wanted to remove the comb when....when...it seriously got......STUCK...and i really mean stuck..the more i tried to fiddle w it..the web of hair got even more tangled..in was all intercoiled into a disastrous mob of shit...okay if u can picture the scene u ll prob start chuckling..yes, i agree its hilarious..but it certainly wasnt funny when i spent half an hour tryin to yank it out-jumping,tuggin and pullin and it refused to budge..and den i went to apply conditioner, in hope of lubricating the hair...and well.....it did NOT work.......i panicked..seriously panicked so obviously i had to seek external help..and that came from my mum who was sleepin already.it was 12am just to let u noe...she thought it was a joke initially,but upclose she shook her head in disbelive...my bro in the meantime was happily laughing and laughing...i laughed,but it was alternated w real fear...and soo....the story goes..for once i sat down,meek as a mouse, as i succumbed to my mum's continuous yanking and it was really pain but for once, i did not utter a word or budge at all...it was the only thing to do...then my bro gave a suggestion of using another comb to comb the tangled hair..it worked a lil i guess but eventually...................sacrifices HAD to be made..heavy crucial ones....

YES.
the deadly sissors were summoned.and so after 45mins of failed attempts, the sissors were the only solution.little by little, precious hair fell into the bin..and it eventually left me w..... a significant patch of bald spot that's reason enough to keep me home for months............i could sob my eyes out.....i could just die.i really could.how am i to face the world?kill me.
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HAHAHAH okay the last part aint true..yes sissors were used and i lost some hair but my mum,being my number one problem solver ever... managed to salvage the situation and did the minimum damage she could do to it..so it looks pretty much normal now..THANK GOD.i mean thanks mum...ure still the best.......i know....that was a definately a close shave...as i sat ther in front of her helpless,i was seriously already contemplatin skippin work, and hair extensions and wigs..i swear...it was THAT bad okayyy...
i m gonna love my hair....and mum of course more den ever now...


and....scary to speak but that comb seemed to haf a lil life on its own..damn......don't ever ever ever ever let me see that comb ever ever ever again..my mum said she threw it away the next morning...hahahahaah....burn it!burnnnn it!u evil lil thing....

*shudders*:(
i hope i dont get nightmares involving combs.
and i might just haf a phobia of combs from now on.