Right now I'm sitting at V's desk typing this post, trying not to think about the pink splotches on my best white shirt from my recent purple dye job. It's on my shirt so it's probably on my neck, too. Since it's only freaking 10:18am and I have so many more hours to go before I can crawl back into bed, here are my thoughts on my hair, 5 days gone by.
- I've spent too much money on this haircut. The haircut cost $40, I bought $10 volumizing powder & a $14 straightener. What am I doing? I don't have this kind of money!
- I don't really like how the right side(the short side) looks, but I'm optimistic that it'll look better as it grows.
- I have no idea how to style the left side(the long side). There's too much hair there, but I don't want to cut it off because it's the only hair I've got. Maybe I can floof it up and it'll look better.
- One of my co-workers just talked to me for way longer than normal. Probably doesn't have anything to do with my hair though.
- Another co-worker talked to me less than normal. Probably because I'm an idiot that doesn't know how to use words. Ugh. Why does he have to be so cute?
- I have noticed that I touch my hair so so much when I'm nervous. I noticed because I have way less to touch now.
- I have also noticed that I'm glad that nobody seems to care about my hair. The only negative-type comment I've gotten was from my grandmother & it wasn't even bad, just kind of passive aggressive.
- My dad and bro have both said on separate occasions that I look like Lena Dunham now.
- I don't know if I actually like this haircut all that much. I might become a hat wearer. I like it okay, I guess. It's different and I love different. Sometimes I desperately just want plain long brown hair again. Sometimes.
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