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OMT...
my hair is super screwed...
my mum say i looked like a blur boy...
so terrible....
how i wish i have magic and allow my hair to grow within the night...
is seriously terrible...
i hate to have bad hair...
will lead me to have bad mood...
):
i told her to cut a little bit more...
yet she cut like 2cm more...
no more "tail" ):
haiz...
another week passed...
3 more NDP trainings...
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