Impulse

I was thinking of changing my name to Xtreme when someone commented how extreme I am. Not in the sense of bungee jumping or sky diving etc etc. But as in doing things on impulse & shocking the people around me.

If I remembered correctly, the very last time I did something shocking was to snip off my long hair in the privacy of my toilet at 2am. It was about halfway down my waist then. I just tied it up & chop it off with a pair of lousy scissors. The only shock I received was what to do with so much hair on my toilet floor! Without even thinking, I scooped all the hair up & just dump it into the toilet bowl. It was only after that then I thought of the consequences the what ifs. What if the damn toilet bowl gets choked on my hair? Goodness!

Thankfully I have pretty fine hair & it all enters the sewage without any hiccups. Marvellous!

My mum got a shock when she woke up in the morning. So did my dad. But that's just me.

That should have been about at least 7 years ago. I have not done anything spectacular since then. Until last night, that is.

But last night's shocker remains a mystery for the time being. It is not the right time to blog it down just yet.

But I'll do so in due time