The first thing that struck me this morning isn't the fact that I am reporting back to my nation

But the fact that my best friend is reporting for "Nation's Call"

These 8 days in Taiwan isn't easy for me.

My face met with a HORRIFYING accident.

Doctor @men diagnosed it to be what youth call "PIMPLE OUTBREAK"!!!I never thought pimples will pay me a visit that often since I thought my Puberty should be over.

Imagine how sad a boy can be in a foreign land facing pimpleFULLLL face

And to add salt into wound,

Above my already poker face

comes about a deforestation.

See,

I have been "saving my hair" for this Taiwan trip hoping that at a foreign land, I can find myself a new cool hairstyle.

But instead of finding hope, I found...

I told the hairstylist to get me a nice hair cut.

And she propose perming my hair.

Being doubtful at first,

I pondered,

looked into e mirror

and saw her confident eyes

With that, I blurped the word "Go!"

But little did I realise how costly that 2 alphabate can be

Not only did it burn a hole in my pocket,

It also burn a DEEP HOLE in my confidence.

So now, imagine the worst of the worst,

a boy

stranded in a foreign land

with a wounded face

and a permish bush on top of it.

*The above pictorial illustration is quite accurate,
other that tt smile on the face.

For the next 2 days, other that thinking about my hair,
I can only think of Q-mor
And the thought of Q-mor totally irks me

So on 9th June,
2 days after @men become Q-mor,
I went to another saloon
to resurrect my hair.


With another h$le burn, I manage to turn my hair back into it's original states.
And the legend of Q-men ends here...
hopefully, FOREVER...