Went to the hairdresser today to get a total transformation. I know I have sort of neglected my hair not being there since april or something. I just haven't cared shit about how I look the last couple of months. Anyway this time I just wanted to go in there and say they can do whatever they want with it, but a sissy as I am, I didn't dare to. You never know if the hairdresser has a freaky taste or not. It took about three hours to clean my messy hair up. THREE! That's a fucking record. I promise myself I will never ever let it go that long before my next visit. Don't ask me how it looks, cause I haven't yet decided if I like it or not. All I can say is that it's different, and short. Maybe too short and that's not good.
I'm headed of to the city soon. I have a feeling I'll be drinking more then usual this evening, drowning all my stupid problems in alcohol. I'm kinda in a careless mood today.
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Post a pic, let's see it. I bet it's fine!
I am sure it looks good. I always hate my haircuts after I get them too, so I feel your pain.
christine: I would, but I can't find my digital-camera. It's probably somewhere among all my stuff, or maybe I just lost it. My mobile camera is too horrible so I won't post anything more with that one.
k: It's all right. I don't really care that much, heh.
jarous: It's all good, thank you! Glad you also admire me for something. Even if it is just for the silliest things:)
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