Yesterday morning as I looked into the mirror, deciding whether or not to have my hair cropped, I discovered to my horror and despair, about 8 white hairs (yes I counted!). Shit! And these were just at the front of my scalp near the fringe. God knows how many more reside behind and on top. I did not dare to venture any further. Strangely I felt depressed. This coming from someone who used to laugh at people who were so anal about discovering
putih follicles on their crowning glories. Lucky I wear my hair in a semi-GI boy crew-cut so i suppose the offending strands are not so obvious. Or so I think! :(
Last nite, about 6 of us guys went to Club MoMo down at Central Mall. My oh My Happenin'!. Sexy club enhanced by seductive surround sound, intimate lighting and sensuous Moroccan tents caressed by warm lights. And the girls...hands up who was not in a Tube-Top? No one? Almost everyone was like below 25 and here I was, a grand ole' daddy at 32. I want to shake my booty also malu :)) Plus I had to control my liquor intake cos I was driving. So sad! The table next to us had a group of 5 SYTs imbibing a bottle of Black Label and an assortment of other poisons like chinese tea. Liquor and thumping good music...potent and horny mix ;)
And this morning, I woke up to find my 400 dollar titanium frameless glasses snapped broken on the left side. Fark! Had left them on the bed next to my head before konking off last night. Careless.
Help! I am degenerating!