This blog entry was supposed to be up on 4th Feb. Shit happens and it was being delayed till I found the mood to finish with it.

So, looking at how some bloggers blogged about how their look have changed throughout the years, I decided that it’s quite a proper time for me to do so too. I went to dig out my family’s old photos and this is probably the earliest of me, technically speaking:

That’s obviously taken during Christmas, and certainly in the year 1987. Fast forward about a month or so, and I was born!

Funny how I can’t find any of my baby, BABY photos. You know?! Like those new born, wrapped in pastel coloured towels and cute mittens, kind of photo. I highly suspect they never take any, which is so unfair ‘cos my brother has got like tons of these kind of photos!

And so, this is next earliest photo that I found.

I realise the high forehead was my trademark since young.

I don’t exactly have much memory of that age. In fact my earliest memory is of me asking my mum when I can start going to kindergarten like other kids I saw in the lift. The next thing I knew, I was attending preschool.

Preschool and kindergarten was fun, I recalled. I had loads of fun albeit being extremely shy towards the other kids.

That’s me in my old house. See how badly the wall adjacent to the table was vandalised? It was my favourite drawing board.

Oh, I found my posture very amusing in this particular photo:

Man, I can really pose huh?!

Anyway, next up. Primary school.

I find primary school days are the most enjoyable. There was nothing to worry about, and the lessons are so short they can be split into AM and PM sessions. Even for PSLE, it was no stress at all. I don’t recall that I had to mug intensively or go for tuitions to achieve the score of 247.

I know I didn’t bother much about my appearance until like primary 6 or so. That was when I started to wear the center-parting hairstyle.

For some obscure reasons, I thought it was damn cool. And I was totally obsessed with it. I would find the perfect center line to part my hair every time I finish bathing. Then I would use hair pins to hold the fringe into place, and to let the hair take the M shape.

I kept the hairstyle till about mid of sec 4, before I finally saw the light that told it’s time to get rid of the ah bengish hair.

So I changed the parting for good, and, it stayed with me for the longest time.

Yes, that’s the number plate for the back of the bus.

Well, it was a boring ride on the bus when a few of us, who were at the top deck, realised the number plate could be taken out easily without getting noticed. So we decided to take it home and camwhore with it! I hope the people from SBS won’t go after me for this! LOL. Anyway it’s been so long, I don’t even know where it is now.

Secondary school days were filled with all these random mischiefs and of course, skipping lessons and whatnot. One thing that I knew was, I wanted to further my studies in design after O levels. So I aspire to matriculate into Lasalle and eventually managed to get in.

I detest those who “want” to study design only when they have nowhere else to go. They think design is like something anyone can pick up easily and excel in it. On one end, there was me, who prepared so much for the interview and was super thrilled when they accepted me. And on the other, some people think that as long you’ve got the cash, you can get enrolled.

I digressed.

So after finishing secondary school, and like every other kid who wants to look ‘cool’, I went to bleach my hair!

And this marked the beginning of the many hair colours that I’ve tried.

Green. Did this with the help of Josiah, using the awesome Korean brand hair dye that he bought. It was done for the interview day at Lasalle.

CNY came by and the green was changed into pink in attempt to fit the festive mood.

That particular brand of hair dye fades away super fast. I got fed up having to keep on re-colouring the colour part, and therefore I made it blonde.

After having the patch highlights for quite some time, I grew bored of it and bleached my hair again.

I managed to DIYed this ash grey hair which I liked it a lot, but it only lasted for 1 day before it faded into some ugly blonde shade.

See that lil grey part? It was only second day after one wash. I remember somebody telling me that in order to keep ash colours like grey, you’ll neeed to use a special kind of shampoo? It’s somewhat harmful to the hair, but it makes it grey. Not sure how true is that though.

Ahh yes, I used to work in Subway. In fact, I’ve part timed at McDonald’s and Tricon (those KFC branch with PizzaHut and Tacobell menu). I enjoyed working at those fast food joints. You’ll get to eat free junkfood everyday and not to mention, you’ll get to meet the funniest customers ever.

As I digressed again.

So after having shitty blonde hair for awhile, I got bored with hair colours and I gave my head to Josiah to freestyle colour it. He reused the pink and green and darken the base layer.

They call it the Ice Kacang Hair.

That’s the end of the colour frenzy, though I forgot to mention I did dark blue for my entire head before. Couldn’t find any photos of it, so yeah.

The parting and style didn’t change much. The hair just kept growing longer and longer as I don’t frequent hair salon. Well ‘cos I always have this bad-hair-cut-phobia.

Eventually I reached Nirvana and got the CHI-BAH-BOOM hair.

I know it rocks. Worship me please. Meh.

It’s hardwork to maintain the hair. I’m always very late due to the long styling time needed to make it chi-bah-boom. And I have to buy new hairspray every other week. The worst? I can’t rest my head any ol’ how even when I’m sleepy in cabs.

WHICH REMINDS ME, don’t you hate looking at flatten hair after every movie? Guys, please do yourself a favor. Run your fingers through your hair, puff it up, or something; You look like crap and everybody knows you just finish watching a movie.

Gosh, I’m taking forever to finish this blog entry.

So anyway, I got sick of the brownish hair and I went back to basics.

By this time, my hair was so long that I was starting to look androgynous. So I chopped off the length by a lil and did some highlights.

This was around October 2006 and if you haven’t already notice, it’s the hair that runs across my blog banner. I know I should prolly change the banner by now, since it doesn’t reflect my look anymore. But, nah. I’ve got no time to change my blog design anytime soon.

Anyway weeks later, I went to chop the hair again and I had some cool bangs!

Kept the bangs for about 2 months, and I went to chop off more hair to get the spikey look.

After months of not going to the salon, the hair eventually grew back the thickness and length.

I was out of idea of new hairstyles, so I simply snipped the fringe straight again.

Notice how it goes in a cycle from short to straight bangs, to short to straight bangs again.

So, no prizes for the the correct guess of the next haircut, …it’s short spikey again!

I remember I had the haircut ‘cos I was going for an internship at Vibrantstyle. And the straight bangs made me look sloppy shit, so I had it cut away!

That was around mid 2007. And for the rest of the year I wore the same bang-ish side parted look.

Fast forward to January 2008,

Meh. Straight bangs again.

February 2008. Couldn’t stand the irritating bangs that kept poking my eye, so I conveniently followed the cycle.

March 2008. Yet again (following the cycle).

May 2008. (this is getting boring)

June 2008.

It was like an impromptu thing. We were hanging out after filming Blogger’s Sweets, having lunch together with Fabian and talking about hair. Nad and Fab suddenly decided to get a haircut and dragged me along. I was very reluctant ‘cos it was like 1 week away from enlisting and I wanted to keep it till the very last day.

Enlistment came. *cue dramatic music*

FREAKING BOTAK.

Botak, black, and blue.

Though I can keep longer hair now since I’m out of BMT, I don’t intend to play the cat-and-mouse game with the authorities anymore. I’d been through enough of the hassle of having teachers scolding me for my long fringe during secondary school. It’ll be so annoying and troublesome to be picked on the hair or to go through all the effort to keep out of sight of the disciplinary folks.

Thankfully, Nakata’s haircut is still in and I’m somewhat into that now!

YAY. I finally reached the end of this entry. Phew! Yup! And so this is how I look now.

…I wonder how I will look in the next 20 years to come?