Everybody
asks questions on me like "do you have a problem?”,” who broke your heart
last night?" and "WHY?" because they saw me with my ear-length
haircut. Yes! I cut my hair too short and nobody really knows the reason behind it.
All
through my college life I promise myself to keep my hair short not until I
graduated. Yesterday, I received my
evaluation form from school that serves as my graduation pass which I’ve waited
for five and a half years and I think because of that happiness I felt
chopping my hair too short for the last
time.
Who
will believe me for just because of that lame reason, right? Actually, that’s a little part of it but the
real cause for cutting it all off is my way of relieving stress. You sound me
correctly, stress from people around affecting me. Just like the band Pavement once sang, “Darlin’ don’t you go and cut your hair, do
you think it’s gonna make him change?” But
it’s the other way around, I convinced myself that maybe if I change a bit he will
appreciate me. In fact, I informed him a day before I went to salon and I
thought for the very least, he will understand
that I was going through something very emotional and more than likely,
something much related to him. But the
bottom line… I didn't hear any complains nor questions from him. The only person who felt upset that time for wasting
upon my long straight black hair was the poor hair-cutter. She said “Bad
hair days were gone and move on” and I was touched and felt her sincerity.
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