Times are hard these days. I have to justify whether eating fruits is necessary because grapes cost $7. Recession or not, eating healthy is necessary. A haircut, however, is not.
October was the last time I cut my hair, and lately I've been traumatized by my split ends and wirey ends. Eventhough, I loved how long and flowly my black hair was, I convinced myself I need to cut it. Being the cheap-ass Chinese I am, I refuse to spend anymore than $35 on a haircut. Somehow, I told myself going to Supercuts would be okay. SUPERCUTS! The last time I went to supercuts I was in elementary school, and if I remember right I cried for months.
Ugh, result?
It looks like I went with a scissors and decided to give myself choppy layers. The hair on my right side is longer than my left. It's my fault, I should have just asked for a trim.
Lesson: Never go to Supercuts. I'm not saving myself money, because now I need to wait another four months for my hair to grow out and get a REAL haircut that costs a ton of money to fix my hair.
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Sunday, March 1, 2009
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