Hmmm...do I look nicer?
Ummm....I think so. Or, do I just look different instead of nicer? Well, whatever! I like it and feel pretty comfortable with it. Those what count :)
So, I've got a new hair style. Well, it still has the same length, it's just the style that makes me look rather different. I had it cut 3 days ago, on Saturday afternoon to be precise. Actually, I didn't plan to have any hair cut when I went to see my hair-dresser. My first plan was only to have a hair creambath as it's been a long time since I last had it. It was like 6 or 8 months ago. I had neglected my hair treatment for long, so I just thought it was time to give a little attention. Besides, the idea of having my head, shoulders, and arms massaged was really tempting.
I hadn't been feeling well since morning and had a headache, so I thought having a creambath would make me better and release me from the pain in my head and back. At the first 45 minutes, I really felt relaxed. The salon's staff put some hair vitamins on my hair while massaging my head slowly. I really enjoyed it that I almost fell asleep. I then started to feel that the pain in my head was going away.
After about 1 hour, she moved to my shoulders and back. I felt even better when she did some work on those parts. Once in a while she stopped to spread some massage lotion on her palms. She then moved to my arms and hands. When she reached those parts, for the first few minutes I felt okay, but then as minute by minute passed by , I started to feel uncomfortable because she put too much power on massaging me. When I was about to tell her to do it lighter she suddenly reduced her power. I felt okay again then.
Having done with my hands and shoulders, she asked me to move to another chair for a hair steam. So, there I was sitting on a chair with a hair steamer on my head. The steam treatment took about 20 minutes. After that, she put the machine away and gave me more massage on my head. It took almost 2.5 hours to finally finish the main parts of creambathing. Then, my hair was washed, and she splashed some hair tonic on my hair-scalp afterwards. The next step was hair-drying. While my hair was being dried by the salon's staff, my hair-dresser, who happens to be the owner of the salon looked at me, asked me if I wanted a hair-cut. I said I didn't as I wasn't planning for any hair-cut. But then, he offered me a free hair-cut. I was suprised that he offered me that. Well, he's my aunt's friend, so I shouldn't be surprised. But in fact, I did. My aunt, who was also there to have her hair highlighted, suggested me to take the offer. I then reluctantly answered "yes".
It took him only like 5 or 10 minutes to cut my hair with a special knife. I always like watching him in action with all the tools in his hands. When he finished, he looked at my image in the mirror in front of me to make sure he had done everything well. Then, he did a little some trimming here and there. He checked his work in the mirror again, and then smiled. That's the sign the he's satisfied with his work. He said I would look nice with my new hair. I smiled back at him and and told him I liked my new style. I don't know what the name is, for I'm not really into hair-styles, but I like it.
Since he was kind enough to offer me a free hair-cut, I decided to pay for it and the creambath too. I know that I should have felt okay with the free service, but I just couldn't feel that way. So, I just told him that I would pay all and I insisted to do so. He finally agreed.
I felt great with my new hair, but as I reached home, I started to feel some pain in my head. It grew stronger minute by minute. I then decided to go to my room and laid my head on my pillow as I couldn't take the pain anymore. I missed my dinner because of it.
When I woke up, I directly jumped out of my bed and looked at my watch. Darn! It was already 9:15 pm. I had an appoinment with Carla to go to Desperado. I promised her that I would be ready around 9:30 p.m. as she would pick me up then. Luckily, things went okay and we made it to go there.
The next day, on Sunday morning, I felt my body hurt, especially on my shoulders, arms, and hands. I had to cancel my private teaching because of that. I then tried to get more rest by lying in my bed. After thinking for some minutes, I figured it out that it must be the "too powerful" massage I had on Saturday.
I still felt the pain this morning when I was at work, but it wasn't as bad as yesterday. What a massage! What a pain!
I still like creambath time, though. Hehehe.... *wink*