hair today, gone tomorrow

i've decided to shave my head. not for any particular reason, other than the fact that it's one of those things that i've been contemplating, on and off, in recent years. i am saddened, yet eager, to try out a different style. it's just another mookie's-acting-on-impulse fad. let's hope i won't regret it.

in my memory, as well as many others who know me, or have seen me around, my proud mane of silky smooth hair, lightly tinged with my natural dark brown, has undergone many, many metamorphosis stages. all the colours of the rainbow and more -- black, brown, red, orange, pink, blonde, white, grey, green, purple, turqoise, and blue.. yes, blue. my favourite stage. oh, what fun we had, my hair and i.

specially arranged, the following collage is a tribute to the different styles of hair i've had, though there were many more memorable moments regrettably not captured on camera. *sob*