What's Wrong With Me?

Lately, I have been getting lotsa comments on my age. Well, it all started when I accompanied my ex-teacher aka goodfriend to a chinese dinner with his other friends a few months back. Well, as we exchanged the usual formalities of introduction, and as the chinese cuisine was being served, the uncle or the some doctor working in Pantai Hospital asked me,

"So Elina, what are you doing now? Which form are you in?"

Dressed in a pink sun dress, I confidently said, "Oh, I am currently doing my Masters in USM."

His expression turned shocked as he was pouring the Chinese tea from the little tea pot. "Huh!!" he uttered. "I thought you in Form 3. You looked so young."

I flushed. I didnt know to take his remark as a compliment or an insult. I looked like a KID!!!!! Argh....

Well, the I brushed off the episode with the excuse that this senile old surgeon with thick glasses must have suffered serious cornea problem.

Just last week, I took my Samsung hp to the service centre for some repair. Well, the girl behind the counter took my name, ic and address. She was like, "Oh, you are from Melaka?"

I simply smiled and said, "Yeah. I am studying here."

Our kay-poh friend probe further. "Oh, which secondary school are you in?"

I replied as a matter of factly, "I am studying in USM." with my eye spying on whatever information she is scribbling on some form.

"Oh, you in your first year?"

I said, "No. I am doing my Masters."

"You look so young." She stopped writing and looked up at me. "You have baby face."

I am not sure whether is she putting her words nicely whereas to say, you have chubby or round face.

With that statement, I went all the way home to change into something more feminine and mature.

With the intention of cutting my hair, I went to a Salon in Prangin Mall. As the kady washes my hair, we exchanges small talk like what kinda shampoo are you currently using? (She is trying to get me to buy some expensive shampoo)

"How old are you?" she asked while giving my scalp a good scracth and massaging my head.

"24," I answered while my fingers flipping through some glossy female magazines.

"Oh, you looked so young. I thought you are like in your teens. the oldest also 20"

I just smiled...and in my head was like... WTF s wrong with everyone? Or was it just me?

When the creative hairstylist came over, I told him to give me a new hair style...
And hence, after an hour sitting down there with him cutting and cropping my long hair...Now, I have less than shoulder length hair..

With the image that stares back at me, I now look like a 15 year old girl, I just need to put on the blue uniform....and trust me....I look 15 without a doubt..:)

Now I look more like my mum in my short hair...