10 days had passed after I was taught on how to handle a pair of scissors. My Boss asked me to show him my "new skill" that afternoon, he just nodded his head and said: "OK".
At that very moment, didn't know what got into me and I asked him boldly: "Can I take part in the Hair Competition in a few months time?"
He looked at me with a raised eyebrow and he said: "Well, that's depend on your talent."
(Try to cut the story short)
So I trained very hard under my mentor and hoping that I could join the hair competition. Three months later, my mentor suggested to me that I should take part in the upcoming hair competition for the exposure and experience and he had enrolled my name for it. He suggested that I should take part in the Man's Cut and Blow Dry category as it's much easier. (By the way, my mentor was once the Ladies' Cut and Blow Dry Category Winner in that competition) I was overwhelmed by joy, finally I can take part in the hair competition that I wanted so much to be in.
I started to hunt for my male model and the hairstyle that I wanted to create. I practice everyday on my male haircut skills, especially on the scissors over comb technique until my fingers and wrist all gone sore. In fact, my first intention of joining the competition wasn't to win, but to gain exposure. My mentor seems pretty satisfied with my progress and told me that if I continue to cut with precision and neatness, I might win a prize in the competition. Those words were met with laughter from all my seniors.
The hair competition was just a couple of days away and with each closing day, I felt nervous and with butterflies in my stomach. It's kinda of mixed feelings, I felt I wanted out of the competition. I kept having the recall of hearing the laughter from my seniors in my ears, hearing them telling me not to make a fool of myself on the stage.
On the day of the hair competition, I was super nervous as well as excited. Finally, this is the day that I am waiting for and yet I feel it's a wrong decision for me to take part in it. I remained silent all the way to the competition venue, guess I still feel regret to join the competition. The competition was held in a ballroom at Plaza Hotel, Singapore. I met my ex-hairdresser in the elevator on my way up to the ballroom and he asked me if I had come to watch the competition. (he took part in the competition as well) I replied him that I took part in this competition and he gave out a loud laughter like what my seniors did as well. But at least, he did wished me good luck.
When the elevator door opened, I got quite a big shock! There were so many people around and the entrance to the ballroom were full of people. I started to tremble and really wished that I didn't commit to this competition. Suddenly the feelings inside me changed as I walked through the door into the ballroom. I felt so inspired by the sight of the platform. The hair competition commence shortly and 4 of my seniors took part in both Man's and Ladies' category. The Ladies' category was the first to begin and I really enjoyed the adrenaline of the competition, watching all the hairdressers strutting their stuff on stage. After 45 minutes, the contestants for the Man's category were told to prepare and get ready for the stage. This time, my heart was pumping so fast that I almost freaked out. Suddenly someone tapped my shoulder from my back, I turned around and saw my mentor standing behind me.
He gave me a wide smile and said................
