Living the life of a rebel

I’m no rebel…well I’m just someone who doesn’t like to follow the crowd, especially after doing so for donkey years. And I don’t go out to oppose common sense. Sometimes, I’ve had to go with uh! just to keep the peace. Today, I’m just going to stick to DIY.

Yep! That’s my new mantra — Do It Yourself. 

But how much can one do oneself? For once, I’ve had to tell me enough of giving myself a ride on…you know it, my Legerdes Benz 230 xclass. You want to try the latest Benz model that I’m talking about? Try taking a trip to the grocery store. Yeah, that kind of car.

But as I get more and more miles on my L Benz, I know it’s high time I waited long enough for a ride, commercial of course. Last week, it wasn’t the car that got me reconnected with not paying the world for a service. My hair got me talking.

I went out to the salon on a very low budget. It was that moment of do I use this money for lollipop or do my hair dye? I decided to go the salon instead. And what did yours rebellious receive from fellow rebels? A shabby job. So, yeah! I’m back to DIY. I’m back to looking for a well paid job so I can pay for a good hair colouring. Curious about the colour? Please ask your hair stylist. Chao!