Friday night comes around, and the whole gang goes out. (Kai, myself, and Phil)
So Im having a good time at the shack, Im beating people at pool, and Im feeling good. Kai said I should try on his hat, and everyone remarked that it looked good. And I liked the hat.
So all was good, we left early figuring to have a good night out tomorrow too. So as we're leaving Lila passes a comment over to Phil, one I didn't hear till we where in the car. Aparently the hair at the back of my hair was looking pretty dodgy, and should be trimmed. So that left me wondering about stuff, and the next morning I sheduled a hair appointment...
I get back from the hairdressers on Saturday cursing my stupidty. I am now sitting with THE worst haircut ever! It sucks so much, I hate it I hate it, I hate it!
*sigh* I guess Im shallow, but it is kinda depressing when you don't look how you want too and you feel stupid about looking so. So right now I am faced with two choices....one, to let this crap grow out, or cut it again.
Im thinking maybe, just maybe I should let it grow again, but at the same time, get the back and sides cut off to give the haircut more shape and make me feel a little better. I can't wear that cool hat ALL the time.
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peace out people.
 Super Panda454 · Mon Mar 20, 2006 @ 07:32am · 1 Comments |
