It's been a few weeks since i was thinking about my hair already needed to have some cut. The arabic gen in my blood sometimes causing some grooming difficulties, the fast growth of my hair.
I am very jealous with my javanese friends in here. It's already 3 months, and they still don't need to cut their hair. It's still short, yet i already cut it twice. Why am i very concern about this?? because cutting your hair here, means that you must ready to spend 10-15 euro for each cut. It's about 150.000-250.000 rupiah and that's a huge amount of money.. T.T
Ok then, this day.. I was deciding to cut my hair in Turkish Barbershop. My friend, Andy, already tried that place, and he said it was 'okay', and it also the cheapest one in town, 10 euro for once.
Actually, I had this negative feeling, i was afraid that the cut won't be nice. I was afraid that they couldn't speak english and they will be misunderstood with what i want for my hair.
And it's really happened!!
Gosh...
At the first time i was seeing my hair done, i felt that my charm and my youth was already dissapear by the hand of a barber. It's looks very weird!!!
I was saying on the first time that "on the side part of my head, i need it to be more shorter than the upper part" and i also said "please cut all of it, but not too short please".. And i'm right, they were misunderstood and created hell for me..
They made the side part very very very short, like the military boys.. And the upper part, still long.. Gosh, I wanted to scream, but i prefer to stay cool or they will think that all of Indonesians will scream if they get a bad haircut.. ^_^
So, i just want him to fix some part of it, to lower the autism look.. And i went home with my heart breaking into pieces.. My gorgeous hair, already dissapeared..
While riding my bike, i was thinking that... Actually, my haircut wasn't that bad.. The barber created some almost-mohawk style on the top of my head, but i just don't get used to it..
I was out from my comfort zone.. I had a new-style of haircut!! Totally new.. with some gel or hair foam, i will look more younger and naughty than my usual appearance...
Then i decided,okay.. WHY NOT?? Why i must afraid to be different? I was just adding some story in my book of life.. I can tell my kids in the future, that your father ever had some different style on his head.. PAPA IS DARE TO BE DIFFERENT!! -even it's because of some accident.. not my real intention-
So, i am having a new hairstyle now.. totally different from my former style which i've been using it since 21 years ago.. :)
And i'm ready for it.. The insult, praise, everything...
In the future, i will also want to be more innovative and trying something new for myself.. because life will be very priceless, if you don't want to create an unique and strong story for it.. Life is short, just draw your best and unique experience.. and when you're old, you will have the biggest smile ever when you look into your past..
HAPPY EXPERIMENTING!!!
-with still obeying the limit of your norm-
