Tudung dan anak rambut

Ada ke mak rambut? Kalau ada, selamat hari emak kepada Mak Rambut.

Segan je tengok blog ni. Asyik janji janji je nak post, itu pun tak buat. Padahal janji dengan diri sendiri tu. Harini kita post lah sikit. Supaya masa depan nanti kita boleh baca dan lihat apa ada dalam kepala hawa pada hari ini.

Kalau sesiapa kenal saya, pastilah tau saya pakai shawl tanpa pin dan anak tudung. I avoided bangs like a plague. Haha tipu je. Kakak potongkan rambut tu yang tak bagi potong rambut depan. So I kinda look like Cher at home hahahahaha. Yes, I took orders from Kakak Gunting Rambut. I mean, dia pegang gunting dekat telinga kot. Gila taknak dengar. Dia potong telinga baru tau. Tapi, oleh sebab kedegilan taknak pakai anak tudung ni, maka banyaklah anak anak rambut cuba melepaskan diri untuk melihat dunia. Rebelious. Haha sebenarnya bukan anak rambut pun, dia rambut yang sebenarlah.

Tapi, ada seorang je yang biasa tegur pasal rambut ni. Who else other than my trusted bff aka Nussow. I am not sure whether I should be ashamed or proud that my friend cares more about my aurat more than me. Hahaha. Main main jelah. Of course lah I care about my aurat. Except part kaki. Dengan masa dekat rumah. Itu macam fail sikit.

Dahlah, nak lunch. Lapar betul. Byebye guys.

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Loop

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