Today is a special day. Why? No, I'm still single. And it isn't just because I'm blogging once again. Today I am officially saying goodbye to my favourite cap ever. My NOD Military cap.
It has served me well over the years and been my trademark look ever since Secondary 3. But now after 4 years, I'm retiring it from duty and it'll be kept in my drawer and archived for the years to come. It's worn and torn and it's battle scars are becoming more prominent. It's best that I retire it before the whole thing is reduced to nothing more than a mere strand of cloth.
I just bought a new cap anyways. So no biggie. I wouldn't want to say that I'm replacing my favourite cap, that would just make it sound harsh. So lets' just put it as a retirement for my old cap.
So whats with me and caps anyways? So, okay, more or less everyone would have notice this by now. You will hardly see me around without wearing a cap. Yes, I love caps. I ALWAYS wear it whenever I go out. It’s a necessity for me, somehow. Haha, everyone has been telling me to take it off and just start wearing a proper hair style. But despite all that, I still persist on wearing a cap. I’m just too lazy to actually do my hair every day. I would just comb my hair normally, put on the cap (and maybe adjust my fringe so it won’t cover my face), and be all set to go out. The look fits me. In fact, I’ve made it my trademark look.
This cap-wearing addiction began long ago. I couldn’t stop wearing caps even when I was just a wee lad. My mum told me, that during my first Hari Raya that I ever celebrated as a toddler; my parents bought me a songkok (the malay traditional male head dress). They had me wear it for the whole first day of Hari Raya. And I never took it off. Not once. Not at all. Even when my parents tried to take it off, fearing that I would get too hot wearing it, they said I would resist even as a toddler. So I guess that’s how it all began.
After that, my parents would buy me caps. Actually, I have a bunch of them in my closet. Piled up and collecting dust. Many of them were actually given by my relatives, because they know just how much I love wearing caps. And since I was young, I was oblivious to looking good. So my parents would just make me wear caps on casual outings. Eventually I grew along with this habit. As I entered teenage-hood, the need to look my best was a priority to me. And since then I would always try to cap with my outfit. I’ve gone from normal caps to trucker/skater caps (those caps with nets at the back), and now what I’m wearing is what seems to be “Military”-styled caps.
I don’t know. I just find myself feeling more comfortable wearing caps. Also another reason why I wear them is that I HAVE to flatten my hair. Without them, my hair would fluff out like nobody’s business and I would look horrendous. It happens all the time after I take a shower. I can’t keep it flat. So during my secondary school days, I would need to wear a cap every morning, just before leaving home, in order to keep my hair flat. But now in Poly, I CAN wear caps to school, so it’s more or less much easier for me.
Still, perhaps I should reconsider doing something with my hair, rather than just wearing a cap. I mean, sooner or later I’ll have to kick this habit in the working world. Haha, I’ll do something this long hair of mine. Oh, my hair length. Don’t even get me started on that too…
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Saturday, July 11, 2009
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