My hair had been bothering me for a few weeks now. I hadn’t had a cut in about three months. I think not getting a cut was mostly a matter of laziness, but part of me was thinking that I wanted to grow out my hair. I wanted a longer hair style. For the past few years, I’ve always had it cut short, but I was growing weary of the same look all the time. That’s why I was attempting to grow it out to facilitate the change. Thing is, after all this time, it became unmanageable and quite poofy.

Anyway, I dropped by the hair cutters after work. When it came to my turn, I asked the stylist for her opinion: should I cut it short like I always do, or is there something else she could do? Well, she told me that if I want it long, I’d have to grow it out more. However, she could texturize my hair and clean it up a bit. I agreed. In the end, she didn’t really do much, but she managed to cut it in such a way that I can do a couple of things with it. When she was done, she kind of put my hair down, giving me a look that I wasn’t used to. Have a look:

So, you know, it’s not that I hate it: it’s just different. I’m not entirely sure I’m ready to go to work like this. Luckily, I can style my hair sort of how I usually do it.

I guess my mood tomorrow morning will dictate what I do.