Rewind

As of last Saturday, the hair that I used to call unhealthy and long that hung off my head is finally in hair dump heaven, or I should say hell, where all the unwanted hairs ..okay I won't even try continuing that sentence for my own sake. I'm already weird enough.

My head feels light. Uncomfortably light. But I like the fact that when I tie my hair now, I don't smack someone's face when I turn abruptly. I could take a picture of myself but..I think it kinda looks like shit now so I'm not..going to. But it looks somewhat like this:



I'm back to the year 2006. Absolutely nothing special.

I'd bitch about the hairdresser but I won't cos after he was done with my hair, he probably knew he did a bad cut because of my sarcasm. The only reason why I can live with this is because I have no choice, haha.. and also because my hair grows reasonably fast. In 2 months, I'm sure it will look exactly like how I wanted it in the first place. Then it would be time for another cut.