Earlier yesterday before rushing out of the house just to go to work ontime, I just happened to glance at the photo sticker I took with bunches of close friends from Chula. With surprise to myself, I look really young those days ( about 6 years ago which means I was 19-20 years old ). Ugh..I felt chilling on the back of my spine. I am now and becoming old, well I know that 25 is NOT old but I just feel that i've been so far until I got to this point where I got make my own living now. Anyway, with that split second I thought about my dear hair dresser whi's behind my glorious days back then. I need to see him, I told myself that.

Later in the evening I decided to give a day off from pumping iron and head to the salon. Oh dear where was he? I asked myself. Never mind that, maybe I should try someone else though. ( I met him there since I was in 11th grade and only trust him since then ) Anyway, I heard him talking behind the salon so I took him eventually.

The wash-cut-wash-blow-cut process was done perfect, and a little chitchat, as it always is until one point he just look at me and said:

Mighty Hair Dresser: You act too old, you know that?
Ben Behaving Badly: Excuse me, what did you just say?
Mighty Hair Dresser: You look old, acted old. What's happened to you? wher is that bright and shiny kid I once knew?
Ben Behaving Badly: Ugh..

Less than 5 minutes after I left the salon, I made many phone calls to ask my friends that am I really acting old or what. My heart knows that they would say yes but not in the bad way because they think that I've grown up and speak less and more controllable about myself but that was from growing adult process. All those non sense seems not fun to me anymore.

Alright I admit that I act old but I think it's part of the process of growing up wher I'm influenced by the reality check for most of the time but it's also come with every aspect in your life too. For example, theway I dress. I don't wear flashy or too trendy cloth anymore but more focus on something simple and neat. Imagine it this way, back theer 5 years ago I was like a model from Christian Dior Haute Couture's Paris, well not that exubulant but pretty much but today I still consider myself god dresser maybe like Gianfranco Ferre, simple design but very nice details, good structure and neat.

Anyway, I woke up this morning and found myself a hard time getting  something to wear just like almost everymorning now but today it's different because I'll go for younger look. Ugh..It's so hard being 25 and have to act just like one but one thing for sure his haircut he gave me truely helps.

(Muscle) Merry X Mas to Y'all.