| Wednesday |
| bad hair days to come... |
You know those moments when you sit back and think, "gosh, i wish i didn't do that?" The feeling's isn't as strong as regretting a certain action, but it's more like a shake of a head when you think back to it. Well, that was the feeling i woke up to today, as i glanced into the mirror. My hair. I hate it and i can't believe i did what i what yesterday.
You see, i'm someone who acts purely on impulse. I buy clothes impulsively, i speak without processing, and i do things just for the sake of doing things. Well, yesterday's weather boosted my good mood and as i day dreamt on the train ride home, i decided to stop by the hairdressers to get my hair cut. I plopped myself on the rather comfie padded chair and told the lady to do what she wants with my hair. I am quite brave when it comes to hair; for all i know, she could've just taken out a shaver and shave off bits of my hair, and i wouldn't even have a case to fight in court, coz i was the one who put myself in such a situation in the first place. Anywho, after a good 20mins, i took off and made my way into the hair products aisle of safeway, and randomly, i repeat, randomly selected a hair dye.
I knew i shouldn't act on impulse. I absolutely hate my hair right now. It was supposed to turn out into streaks of brown and lighter tones here and there. I swear it looked nice on the packet. But as i glanced at myself in the mirror, i saw streaks of orange, golden brown and ugly tones everywhere! Oh well, i'll know better next time: as long as my hair doesn't turn into mouldy green, i'm fine with it.
One day, i think i want to shave my head for charity, as long as someone is keen to buy me 7 beanies or hats to wear every day of the week for a month or so. I'll let you know when that day comes. |
posted by sciurine @ 7:10 PM   |
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