my new haircut is T R A G I C (Part 2)

i haven't been so diffident about myself for a long while.

thanks to my awful haircut, i spent one whole night and one whole morning hiding in bed dwelling on the atrocity of my impulsive move yesterday. i took naps intermittently, hoping that i would wake up from a bad dream. i had four pieces of chocolate for lunch, hoping that the endorphins would inject some energy in me. i tried combing my hair one hundred times, hoping that they would grow longer. but none of these worked better than making a second visit to the salon.

and so i spent another three hours, redo-ing my hair. and finally i'm back on track, after a long detour.