i had a haircut yesterday. and yes. it’s short… so not me.
as far as i remember, i was 18 then when i was inspired to lengthen my hair. and for 5 years, it’s the same long hair.. different styles > sometimes curly sometimes straight sometimes just pony… sometimes whatever…
i am not yet used to it. everytime i look in the mirror, i still can’t believe that the hair i spend so much with (effort and money of course) was now gone into waste… oh well… just like what the guy told the fab five in queer eye… “it’s hair.. it will grow back”
i just need to start my life all over again. you know, clear everything out.
it sounds funny… like if i want something new, then i should let something new get into my life – and i guess it starts with the look.
haay gudlak.
he said, she said, i said