You spin my head right round.

FINALLY.

I found a romance novel whose main lead is not a hairy carpet!
Oh thank God, I'm beginning to think all guys are like hairy Orang Utans.

If you're wondering where the simile of like a hairy carpet came from, it was Maya's idea.

I was complaining about how gross it is for guys t have chest hair, and that romantic heroes were forever hairy. And thus this led to the complain of hairy angmos (no offence). Plus I vowed that hairy guys turn me off, and she agreed. She was telling me about how she complained to her mum about Bollywood actors being so hairy and proceeded to exclaim that they don't know what are razors used for. And while we were climbing up the stairs to lit class, she suddenly said 'Yah, guys who don't shave are like carpets'

HAHAHAHAHHAHA.
I think Maya's damn cute, lol!

Well, as you know I'm a bit cuckooed, so I went to search for razors that'll help guys become less like Orang utans and more like people.
& no offence, guys with beards are like temporary squirrels. Betcha they can hide the food in their beards and store up for winter.

Oh look, these shavers look like they can rip off your skin O.O
But I think they're quite inefficent in shaving carpets. To rid of hairy carpets, I suggest one uses brazillian wax.
It's instantaneous.

On the left is a girl shaver. So cute right! It's like pink and sweet. shows that girls are not monyats, perfectly civilised and demure people :)
OH, the one on the right is an eyebrow shaver. No wonder it's so small, but what if people had hairy carpet eyebrows? Brazillian wax, works everytime. No eyebrows? Shave off fine hairs with them, have a fresh, clean look.

In conclusion, stay less hairy.
It's inevitable that people have hair, but if you have excess especially not on your head, you should shave them off and give them to carpet companies, they need it to produce carpets.
It'll be for a good cause, I promise.

I am procrastinating yet again.
God, help me.

Something for you t laugh about.

Spot me, gosh.
I wanna bury my head in the ground.
Secondary two, what a difference from now.

Finally every tear has dried,
I've wiped you from my life.
Oh by the way,
I've found someone who gives me space,
who keeps me safe.