"You stand in the line just to hit a new low."

Got my hair cut yesterday apparently to prevent myself from getting extras aka extra duties come the day after cause we were supposed to have a parade. And parades arent really a parade in the army without an initial bearing inspection.

My long sideburns, those messy black things down the sides of my cheeks are gone. Replaced by nothing but a thin line of minute hairs making the shape of a V. The serabai-ness of my sideburns (god knows what that means) according to Zul is a thing of a past. I missed having my sideburns and my uber bushy, messy hair. They were the bomb. If the D-cup is Fiona Xie's bomb then my Sideburns, my messed up hair and my perfectly naturally shaped eyebrows is my bomb. The barber said it'll take a week for the sideburns to "grow" back but i dont know about my hair, its been pretty erratic. I mean, who the hell takes note how long their hair grows right?

*sighs sigh sigh*

With the clean sides and the shorter but thinner top, i look like a Boy. A neat Boy. Damn, i wanted the rebel look and now i'm getting this neat Boy look. Makes me sad. My recruits say i looked neater with this new look. Arrrghhh! Messy's the new neat dont you people ever know that? Period.


I've been binging everyday but yes, i only binge after break fast hours. Am i stressed? No. Am i depressed? No. Am i bored? Yes i am. And i eat when i'm bored. I hardly train nowadays but eat and eat and eat. I'm becoming the slob and blob that i'm afraid of...