This post was not how it is originally. It's just that this week my laptop and internet connection just decided to battle maximum with me, so...the 'original' post was wipe off somehow.. and now, i've got a shorter one ...
Just wanna mark down this day, that I choose to do something on my hair while I am having a freaking hang over (which somebody said I was not hang over at all.. eh hallo, dont necessarily show hang over face ok...)
Ya, I wanna tortured myself a bit, I was thinking if I were to suffer, why not suffer maximum? And if I can pass thru this, probably I'll be even stronger! Yeah...
So, I just storm in to the saloon and told my hair stylist (which already a friend after being his customer for so long) I wanna cut my hair, just want something different, and just let him do the rest without questioning how he is going to do it.
Somehow I felt very fortunate that I can total rely and trust a hairstylist... Many years ago I was also not happy and bored, and I did the same thing. Storm in, tell him wanna change hairstyle and let him do the rest. We both normally ended up very excited and happy as he can fully take charge of how to do it and I just gotto enjoy the end result.
I guess it's the trust that matter :)