for a while i was contemplating letting my hair grow out again, cos it’s hard to find a trusty hairstylist, especially in an unfamiliar place. but i decided i can’t live with long hair.

so i’m back to spikes. wheeeeee!!!

i feel so much fresher and energetic. i know, i know, it’s all in the mind.

speaking of hair length, i naively classified my hair as long around the time of convocation. so some time ago when the neighbour-in-black asked me if i ever had long hair, i dramatically exclaimed i had long hair just a few months ago whaaaat. she, together with those in hearing distance, balked at my definition of “long hair”. apparently long hair means waist-length hair. then what’s past-shoulder-length huh huh huh?

i supposed i won’t ever have long hair, if it means waist-length. not that anyone around me prefers me in long hair.

 

eeeeeeeek.